LYCANTHIA

1. THE HARBRINGER

I am the bringer of storms
I am the flesh searing kiss of holocaust winds
Fair weather, farewell to you
If only i could escape from this prison I'm in
I sit, I ponder, awaiting the release
When i cast vengeance upon thee
The years pass as the pressure builds
Global annihilation and I; sitting upon thy throne of death with pure glee
Til then i wait
I am the watcher in the center of the world
Seeing all, calm almost silent
As you are chaos all around me

THE HOURGLASS

2. CITY IN THE SEA

Lo Death has reared himself a throne
The shadow city lies alone
No rays from the heavens down
On the long night of town

Light from out the lurid sea
Streams up silently
Up spires, up kingly halls
Like Babylon's walls

There shrines, palaces and towers
Undisturbed, by lifting winds forgot
Resigned beneath the sky
The melancholic waters lie.

There open fanes and gaping graves
Yawn with luminous waves
Not the jewels that there lie
In each idol's diamond eye

No swellings tell that winds may pass
On this plain of glass
No heavings hint, that winds have been
On seas deathly serene.

There shrines, palaces and towers
Undisturbed, by lifting winds forgot
Resigned beneath the sky
The melancholic waters lie.

The waves have now a redder glow
The hours are breathing faint and low
Down, down from underground
Hell, rising from a thousand thrones