The Vessel pt 2 - Leviaethan

The Vessel pt. 2 - Leviæthan I 'neath the grim pallor of a Plutonian moon, Sheltered in the cloak of Phantom's embrace, A tempest rages within flesh— entombed, Ash and soot caress expressionless face II Deep into that fire peering, Long she stood there pondering, hearing Voices, distant, —haunting, searing 'round a pyre— Shackled bodies, writhe and hiss Blackened pillars, —listing, burning, Seize the souls, upon them, spurning Faces, obscene, —enticing, stirring A sweet longing, like unrequited kiss O' What vile savagery! —provoking, Her weary flesh into approaching Weary flesh, —engaged, encroaching, Shorn of tattered garb and ragged stitch — Light and shadow rhythmic'lly dancing Upon her flesh— lures the eyes adrift Wolves hone in, —circling, incanting, Pounce upon prey and bind it swift III Lo! The horror within her mind unfolding— Lashed to the pyre; To this pageantry, beholden Her wail a dirge, —reshaping, remolding, Their chant with a hex through fervent lips A darkest machination set in motion, Soon... "Soon, I Shall Be," softly spoken, A hushed mantra into crescendo growing, The throng, strident! —quake like shaking fists The earth shudders! Parts beneath their feet— A chasmic yawn of indeterminate deep Vengeance interred—on the precipice of sleep— Awakens! Through outstretched arms, a wind howls and whips "So, I Shall Be—Reforged! Unbroken! Take This Flesh and Bone —As A Token! Payment! An Oath With These Words Spoken!" Echoing through the Endless Abyss Shadow and flame, —coiling, rising, Kisses flesh, —unburnt, undying Her voice, shrill! —harrowing, climbing, Shatters the firmament with perfect pitch Down!— Down rain the heavens upon the wicked —squealing, Whose sloughing facades, —smoking, peeling, Reveal faces, familiar, —cruel, deceiving Raze and ruin by one decried "Witch!" — Within the veiled Darkness sempiternal, Souls, like dying stars, ignite The Black Falling embers till bloom inferno, Long she gazed into the Abyss —and It smiled back IV Through a mirror darkly, her mind unbroken; Phantom bestows a Faustian gift Laid to rest— No epitaph, no words spoken, Upon her brow, placed a gentle kiss