Risen

Blood will run again
Through the lead-red skies ascend
Screams of dying men
From the depths they call thee:
Descend Eden! And turn
From the seats of ancient Gods
Lead them from travesty
To the gates of heresy!
This silence; a sacrifice
A prayer not even whispered
And unseen; the rule of dice
Just serpent coils, the still-born phantasm
Dreams o' doctrine
— As I hold the gate
Transcend, and see:
— I am the key
Born of sea
— Sullen, savage… free!
The risen hold their paradise
— The fallen lust for sacrifice!
Ignorant armies, side by side
Come taste the burning evening tide
To darkness… ride!
Formless, the palaces
Whose walls now stain’d in blood
Run sighs, and tears
To a labyrinth-void of fears
Fall keepers of paradise;
To a destined land, a paradox;
Now join us, your sacrifice
Through the gates of heresy
Heresy