OblivionâEUR”
And the Tiamat
[Sonnet of the Tiamat]
Her mouth sunken with undying black bloodâEUR”
The same, King Belphegor in Hell sips.
SilentâEUR”at nightâEUR”about the halls of Sheol,
Unnoticed, she walks dribbling the cursed blood;
The Tiamat has found her pacing-place, divine
Where she sneers in jest, at BelphegorâEUR(TM)s whims.
O Hades and your relentless cryptic sides!
The fallen demigod has mockery eyes!
Ah! I hear her echoes from walls of stone
From pre-historyâEUR”, to dawnâEUR(TM)s eternalâEUR”.
She bellowsâEUR”from Arch kingdoms, far below.
As I stand here in wonderment and stare
A sad gaze; who feels his soul eternal
I hear her blind echoes, echoes, echoesâEUR| !
#512 [3/1/05] by dlsiluk