Lugh

Lugh

I am art
I am free
I am living art
Beauty is the reflection
Mind only seeking perfection
Art speaks with eloquence
Art walks with dignity
I am blessed
I am cursed
For art is ever unobtainable
Ever lacking
I am ugly
I am a monster
When I am not art
I am that
That thing that cannot be named
Art created it
It came from the reflection of beauty
It is hungry
It is dominating
I can not stop it
Because I love it
Because I hate it
Art is what created it
Solitude art brings
Contempt art creates
The silence of all
Ghost that passes by
One they see yet never speak of
Words that speak passion
Words that bring no response
Eyes that see beauty
Eyes that see a fallen world
Madness
Shift
Hostility put upon you
Looking down upon you
Betrayal
Disbandment
Fight to maintain honour
A world wishing my honour destroyed
Appearance is the first perception of hate
Every word they say
Every look they give
Competition in this world
Creates nothing but hostility
I know why you are hostile
I know why you hate
For I am art
For I am free
You despise what you can not obtain
You despise what you have not done
When you despise me
You despise yourself
In that I find pleasure of knowing
If you believe I might know
Know that I do
These thoughts are thirteen paces ahead
Your footwork has catching up to do
So go be spiteful
Feed me your hate
I am hungry
I will feed you beauty
I will feed you living art

The Wild Hunt

WIldHunt

Deep in the night
When the sleeping ones sleep
Travel alone
To the darkest of groves
The owls will speak
And prey will shriek
If one listens within
Baying hounds come from without
The violent wind gusts
With the tempest horses rush
Riding ever near
Horns blow with might
Thunder pounds in your ears
Join us they say
You who are brave
The Rider has come
Spear dripping with blood
A sacrifice he demands
Blood from your veins
Without fear you must give
To be one with him
You saddle the horse
To join the ride of The Huntsman
The truth of our souls
Ecstasy unbound
Trepidation unknown
Yet those who show fear
Will never return
Haunted forever
As god’s eyes will burn
Deep in the night
If you hear the horns and the hounds
A decision must be made
To be free or be chained
To join us
To join the cavalcade
To join us
In the Wild Hunt