Eater Of The Black Lead

Nightbringer

nexorable Death! Thine eminence above man is the very 
countenance of the Devil. I would make an altar of thine 
aspect. I would speak thy true name with an act of 
silence. I would come to be before thee by way of 
stillness and the Serpent eye, that I might know baptism 
within thy waters. Death is thy name, yet I name thee 
God, for there is no other. To thee I give my body like 
fodder to the grave and offer breath that hath become as 
the Serpents hiss. I exhale from my mouth the flame of 
an inner fire, the greater “I” becoming, and let my husk 
be filled with the wine of the abyss. I am the child of 
death and dreams who passes beyond death and dreams. 
Consummation with thy essence, I shall consume mine own 
death until I hath become the conqueror of death, the 
Eater of the Black Lead. I am the lampadiphor within the 
hidden chambers shinning with profound darkness. I am 
within Death and Death is within me.