Banished

Banished we are from God The sacerdotal lepers Of the moon who feed upon The universal majesty of stardust You cannot heal our genius It is Increate and forever Born of flesh but released To the infinite embodiments of fire Our logic is demented discipline Owned by tribal genetics passed Briefly through your mediocrity The inner cuirass still shines ---- But imbued luster Does not equate possession Forged in Chaos As Spirit and Flesh We fly on Celtic wings of pandemonium Then lavish lullabies on sanity and curse reality We, the consecrated castaways of invisibility, Are the Insane Spawn of creativity: Bejewelled, imperious, adornments of the Universe