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  The Shadow of Dys
by Nickolaus A. Pacione
Sunday, July 20, 2003
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an epic on the vein of Dante


I. Eternity Whithers

fading from the powers that be
hearing that we lose ourselves
that in the dreams haunt us all
that we never want to wake
and always want to sleep
slipping through our fingers
descending from the sky
raptures as they slowly die,,

raptures as they are coming down
all that comes as eternity slips away,,
that comes in the last hours
paying the final rites as they are read
in the sleeping as heard in last rites,,
as it comes in the eleventh hour,,,
that comes in the decayed power,,,,

that comes before the nightmares end
apocolyptic dreams of all that becomes,,
where it is all that leaves in shadows
as they are the field of bones,,,
where it comes among the dying wish
that where the eyes see the numb,,
where the sleep transcends futher
where the dreams whither down,,,,
as I see everything just slipping away,,,

as it all weathers down into dust
the memories of all the raped trust,,
as it is all falling into the elsyan fields
as they remain in the hours fading down
in their states of witness of the horrors,,
as they become for their sleep, waiting,,,
as the solitice from autum becomes winter,,,

from it comes in the field of time
gathering from the dreams of fire
that comes as time will tell in the division,
dividing somewhere between heaven and hell
as it is among them -- where I observe
the shadow of mind as I am becoming
that comes among the time of horrors,,,

descending in the eyes of unspeakable places
as the words are without the names
waking as it is never over -- enternity
giving as it is never as would be again,,,
as it becomes among the whithering eternity,,,
eternity whithering eternity -- haunting,,,

II. Spoken Silence

haunted by my consequences
as the lies I was told to believe
which follows in the darkness
as brought on in a spoken silence
haunted by the endless years
brought by on by the time,,,,
which brings in nightmares,,,,
the sleep in time of silence
in obscured sense of being,,,
brought from lies and circumstance
bringing in the circles of dreams
as no one would hear the screams,,,
telling as one would lose it all..
will they leave to take the fall,,
or face the judgement before them,,,
in the eternal darkness they're seeing
that in the sleep prevented in dreams,
that they cannot wake from screaming,,,,
haunted by the consequences
as spoken from an unsound mind,,,,
silence spoken alone as it is scorned,,
in ashes of birth in the soul of thorns,,,,
madness inside the eyes of the sick,,
drawn from illness they are blessed,,,
scorned thoughts dance in the insane,,,
no lies of blessing, awaken from pain,,,
as they gather in the circle of dreams,,,
from seen in the ashes of death,,
raping within the confinds of mother earth,,
deeper down as they fall, in darkness
that becomes their forlorn eternity,,
falling away from the human race,,,
that becomes the exinction of birth,,
in darkness and silence across the wall,,,
horrors that are in the waking,,,,,,,
that I died just beginning to watch,,
gathering down in the darkness of when,,,
in the eyes watching mankind's fall,,,,
of when we see all the lies become of it,
when in the darknest hours after,
our souls had been covered in shit,,,,

III. Pacine's Inferno

fires awaken from reminders of forever
carrying from the fear in hand with crucifix
within the hell of the never -- in the seas
within the mind and seas of Stygian
Satan calls in the name of whispers
rising in death that shadows become and be,,,

ever stand inside the nightmares to know
within the waking paths of the inferno,
heed the thoughts follow in hands of death,,,
among flames become among the river styx,,
heed the lies of the faith in the crucifix,,,,
hear us in the dreams among sea of mortals,,,
gathering among the flames burning of eternity,,,

hear them, hear the whisphers of eternal silence
never awaken among this mind and horrors,,
gather among the congregations in the flames,,,,
in becoming -- after demise in the inferno's everlasting,,,
from the abortion of the tormented souls infinity
becoming the one seen of the stillborn Christ,,,,
in the awaking of nightmares, opening the gates,,,
all within the devouring lies -- in burning dogma,,,,

screams of places, forever left alone -- land of dismay,,
within eternal darkness and tormented, night and day
teeth gnashing -- eternity of the separtion,,
in the whispers call, turning into screams they cannot hear
forever in the flames congregate, among the lake of fire,
judgement day is when they hear the hymns of damnation,,,
whisphers turn into screams as they see their soul incinerate,,

the nightmare at the gates among the opening,,,,
among their lies which they pray, all God's deficate,,,
ever stand in the flames we will ever know,,
inside the lake of that is the burning brimestone,,,
heed the denial of the cross, gospel of the denial,,,,
nightmares written from the Dante's sleep,,,,,,
from the shadows gate, in the dreams awaiting,,,

among the nigtmares telling of the reminding plague,,,
death among the burning decay, sea of mortals,,,,
horrors end become the beginning of darkess forever,,,,
gathering from the shadow of the war of violence,,,,,
gospels written from the denial of faith, mortality's dream,,,

In awaking horrors becoming among the fire's gate,,
waking to the delivery of the stillborn Christ child,,,,,
following again in the eyes of the forlorn'd fates,,,
that comes among the lies in dogma which we never know,,,
comes into the horrors that comes in the stand alone,,,
which we are in the nightmares of the inferno Pacione,,,,
awaking again in the smoldering flames in the darkness of Christ,,,

the fates we follow among the doors of the Stygian sea,,,
which we face among the nightmares never seen,,,,
all that follows in the fires of hell, the sinister whisper,,,
becoming all the shadow's that come to the bitter end,,,
hiding from the darkness of our fears, taking from poisoned tears,,,,

IV. Burning Sodom

salvation sought in a morbid symphony
gathered in the screams inside of the mind
where one hears them scream in their grave
separation from a undescribed pain inside,
tearing away in the seasons of the blind,,,
looking for the touch of the hand of God,
only to see from a hell waiting for them,,
awakening to the nightmare of unreality,

wake to an echo of a darker revelation,,
taking my bible out of the pool of blood
as the shards of glass fall from the sky
where the spirit of Sodom and Gomorrah
pray for their forcoming deaths,
as their soul wakes in the shadow of Dys,,
the abomination of the mother unborn,,
that they come screaming in their grave,
asking for the God to save them all
only to see the prominition of their demise,

no ones hears them, infections of reality
cast down as they fall -- season of lust,,
leaving for the shadow of the real world,,
as society's infection, I will watch you die,
while you pray for the spirit of Sodom
to bless what you had done as it is empty
where the rage of God waits for your life
to end before it all began another millennia,,,
as you continue to bleed, born in a lie,,
where they cry that many are gone
only to realize that they were pillars of salt,

as I stand at the distance to watch
the burning down of the modern Sodom,
where they embrace the lust of their own
the fate of them turning from God was sealed,
as the flames of their soul are cast down,
turning in echo of the forboding excess,,,
as they become all that is the shadow of memory
in death, lust and fate of everything,
in the eyes of God, draw the death of Sodom,,
that I shall burn the spirit of Sodom down,
for the shadow of wrath, damnation games,,
looking for the one -- a reasoning to blame,

in the fires of death become the field of souls
as their bodies were nothing but pillars of salt,
the morbid symphony, cry to God and screaming,
draw from the memory as the burning of Sodom
drawn further into demise, spirit of Sodom
burning before the eyes of God, as they become
as the memory of they once were, now pillar of salt.
the followers of lust, their fates were sealed




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Reviewed by Regis Auffray 2/24/2004
Wow! Quite the epic poem, Nickolaus. Love and peace. Regis
Reviewed by E T Waldron 7/20/2003
Nickolaus, this is an epic piece masterfully written! Bravo!
Reviewed by ***** ********* (Reader) 7/20/2003
This is EPIC darkness, Cecil B. DeMille-size sophisticated intelligent horror, a macabre tale spun by an Ace of Shadows! Rock it, Nickolaus!

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