just another circus apocalypse...
and by the way... a small part of the Gospel of Madness (yes, that is a real text) was published in my book "Elinering" ( (c) Ravnerock 2007 )


Sideshow sermon



lose all sanity
lose all hope
I am the undead circus pope

I preach from the gospel of madness
I bleed and bathe in infinite sadness
I am the mirror
I see much clearer
from the other side

the waters here are silent
awaiting the storm of
shining, burning, twisting, turning

shining, burning, twisting, turning

shining, burning, twisting, turning
around to see
what haunts you is the ominous beast of reality
the thing that should not be
sweet unforgiving destiny
I summon you here

a drop of blood and Death will soon appear
to share his tales of dead clowns dancing
to speak of what lies beyond the wall of Dawn
to end our world with the prick of thorn


to open

the gates


to finally

set us free



Poetry by Michael Dyst
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Written on 2007-11-06 at 20:31

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