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Prophet

22-05-18

And amidst the storm, lay a silent space
And amidst this space, He lays
Cloaked in gray and ice

A speck of dust among the stars
Here since the First Day
When the sky was a lonely virgin
When power first bloomed
And the motions of the universe first flowed

As you see it, it is
While the seeing lasts
Dark, nightmare history
Time as coffin
But when the Eternal Song fails
He stands
Cloak gray as sin

And with a thousand leagues of ice
He exhales his first breath
And the world fell in his eyes
And the stars burned and bled
And this hollowed world was His
And his heart was forever that of Prophets
The Sad King. The Eternal King