Painting My Horror — Arcturus

It was a dark night, I couldn't see; And sences were unbound in ESP

When in dream awake, I'd paint. Subconscious, the expance I saw

The portal to minds eye, open! - I contemplated Who it was that pulled the strings

Of those things I saw in dreadful masquerade Of stark madness went merry round with my head

I passed out, embraced their world Savoured the poetry of revolt - Sheer elegy of menace

I have not been the same since, I took on the profession of a devil The world I see in a grotesque light

Evil perform with the gestures of a clown

Pure I live in blasphemy Mephisto I am hidden in Madonnas gown From the code of common sense I'm free To bad you are not here to partake my strange horror

'Cause here is where our ways will part I will not exchange this power, spring of my suffering, I do not envy the conscience pure of the blind man in his bliss world I would not be devoid the fruit of guile