She is a dark and violent goddess The Rising Beast. The Aeon of darkness now decends upon thee wretch. Her gaze is a blind and miscellaneous vehemence that makes no distinction between great or small.Stirred by the lightning with a strange desire gone pale.Rapture, Welcome to the Darkness.Time is the evil, in evil we live. She is a devil through her we lived. Temporal flux, alienation, and metaphysical doubt.I write with words which are given me. A dark hand touches and the fire within illuminate the darkness within.I am haunted by the illusion of nothingness as I dance upon my grave.
She lightly touches me on both shoulders and proclaims "you are my knight I am your shadow".