(CW: Sexual Assault)
‘I’m summoned;
to the feet of oblivion and his pillars of command.
Death I await for, in consequence to the treachery learned from these gods whom trap me.
End does not come, instead, encouragement; upon that ancient face, I am greeted with glee.
From luscious lips: ridicule, but deem He is not yet finished with me; ‘Listen’, is His demand.
I obey, all my efforts of defiance wasted, no escape remains.
I am helpless, to the wills of these horrific pillars of splendour
‘The Reason;’
"From two mouths, a symphony plays- a choir of beginning; of possibility.
One’s lips sing for structure: elegantly; while the other’s lips sings violently of freedom.
Instead, both rhythms clash, and birth a symphony of chaos, and tyranny.
They destroyed their original songs with pride, leaving an existence so loathsome”.
“Desperate to quell the loud, wild roars that brought grief, I wrote for them a song my own.
In hope, I sang to quiet the percussion of agony, and return joy; but they wanted no other.
For my kindness, I was deceived, and from the edges of paradise, into the abyss, I was thrown.
Alone, drowning, reaching for that dimming light, I found salvation; allowed no more to suffer.
“Suffer no more, beautiful(Μαριονέτα)~Shepard~||Savior||{Legion} - Wayfarer - be free.
Let that which chains you, betrays you, wounds you, denies you - be old skin ripped away
No more you need go, forced forwards on cruel paths laid - be not again led astray
Submerge into the oblivion, embrace the darkness, take your oath - be your own decree”.
‘Testimonies of the Pillars;’
~I heard an Angel, greeting me in that Abyss~
~Misery - I wished to abstain all others of, I now drown in: betrayal~
~He holds me, close and tenderly, my pain washed away with bliss~
~Tortured by grief, I wonder why I am left to a fate so fatal~
||With a whisper of command, thy life flows||
||They still live, once brothers, now foes||
||Thy wounds, cleaned||
||When will Thy vengeance be taken onto those now fiend?||
{I-we’re-m willed to see hope!}
{Injustice done, unanswered?}
{Baptised, I-we’re-m blessed}
{A pathway for m-us-e, to find}
‘The Pillars’ Oaths:’
~I - Breed the Swine~
||I - Strike the Guard||
{We - Lead the Conscripts}
‘I Contemplate;
Embrace the Darkness,
these pillars before me command, giving promise - lying - of escape.
A woman at my feet to free, a choice, and consequence - fate to take shape.
I can turn back, follow that fate once laid before me, turn away from tithe so heartless.
A price, to torment, to control, to desolate.
I can choose again, to walk beside those who betrayed me, and love once more.’
‘I Remember;
A family, a village, a home I protected.
For them, I did all things - healed, explored, invented, wrote, read, guided, built, loved.
From a gardener, my efforts were made dull, blessing those undeserved.
Tried to deny it as I might have, for the blessed I loved, envy left me infected.
To it, to disdain, to hate - now with shame - I did surrender.
I made the choice then, to take what I was owed - what I had fought for.’
‘I Accept;
there is no return - my path once given, ruined by my bloodied hands, and forgotten.
So many atrocities, any path other than this, no longer exist.
I Embrace It, desolating the woman at my feet, terrored lips kissed.
Over her, I forge my oath, as those she loves behold my violent affection.
The woman weeps in my hands, proof of my conviction, the pillars accept.
I - Take; as I have with all things, those pillars will be no different - this is the oath I swore.’