White Flame

Swirling in the mandala
Possess infinite souls in discharge of million gondolas
My black horses carry thy ridiculous concrete wishes
With thy name and thy withered blood mark
He will send you a white flame from the hell

Riding a Pegasus
With diabolical angel and disastrous wind
You can send your winged prayers to resist
Maniacal counter back of archangel
From the bowel of his larynx

As I struggle up from the earthly Tartarus
To thy so-called heavenly earth
I watch dark angel sings thee a serenade
Burn the deacon to ashes
Questioning each flung corpse
Crucify the beast and Venus
The God’s tears had losing the momentum
To grant thee a forgiveness
The salvation left is thy nemesis

A scar and streak
Upon each soul that sealed under every stride
I blaze their flesh and gaze at their fear
For the prophet sake and doom