Entranced by entropy, chosen through chaos,
In love with mortality, my psychic sister says:
‘Enough of this’.
A screaming wind howls in pain.
The shipwrecked sailor takes the reigns,
Of the runaway horses of death's broken Carriage; carrying the tortured souls-
Of two lovers unmarried.
The seething sea spews up a cargo of corpses
Which bob in the moonlight;
Their dance of the damned, performing solo Rituals at destiny's dread hand.
Longing to see the end of their days and
Killing time left in their own special way.
Lucifer smiles his twisted grin and the servant Of hate pours a last glass of wine-
Before Sealing the fate;
Of the brother and sister who ran out of time.
