Atonement I: The Carnal Baptism

Ushered into the void, a single communal body twisting above and endless dark below
I am enamored at the pinnacle of these cravings, I am beguiled at your pure dynasty
If you had but one taste of heaven wouldn't the rest of eternity be hell?

Are we not all servants to our faculties?
These hands were born to praise you
A mere vestige of the juvenile, formed only to appease
You will never match my gaze, born to cower at my feet
A world you cannot un-witness
An image you cannot unsee
At what point in this ordeal are you not truly free?

Rise, detachment of the conscious mind, blackened clouds shift in their trances
Rise, not a sound in the hallows, not a shift of the grain
Rise, you ill-replenished Ladon, who are you becoming?
Rise, you ill-fated beast, will you carry this burden?
Rise