Anima

name me a man aeonian no more.
so ruinous a race in raucous noise,
asinine in war, war won ‘n’ war wore,
an auric cross to cover mars and sew
one new son
on venus.

Erna –
saviour, maimin’ moon-core –
cross our arras aerie,
soar, soar on ennui serous,
a voracious, viscous amnia wave.
consume, consume.
aeria, eunomia, anoia, anemia
roar an iron voice,
sear new suns in auroran wax,
save our screams in cavernous sacs.

so we survive
our mimic, our rose mirrors
visor, vice, vine.
so we survive,

now consume, consume,
crimson in crimson.
I am mine, mine, mine.