Above, Below - Mantra

Lucid, at the edge of the sky
The blood Moon calls to me
As the Sun burns out its light

Numina, hold my hands
Whilst I dance with entropy
I can’t bear to feel your sultry grip slip away from me

Please don’t let go
Don’t let me fall
Into the darkness
Into the angst and woe

The angst and woe
Into the angst and woe

Breathe she says
Breathe in the night
The cold air will open your eyes
To the other side, the other side of the divine

Bliss will not escort you
Through this forlorn abyss
But wisdom and perception
Will greet you at the rift

Heed these words, for once you flourish they will not last
There's only so much sand in an hourglass

Once you make the fall
All light will disappear
This darkness will entomb you
You’ll find love with achlyss

This darkness will entomb you
You'll find love

Spiraling
Endlessly
Is this what it takes for ourselves to be free?

If I give in to everything
Will I be one with the mantra within?
To kiss the lips
Of melancholy

To hold hands with
The mist of grief
The echoes of the ancient ones
Bid me to dance with death

Everything, everything I loved was merely the shadow of youth
My soul's voice calls out to Shiva
Present to me your eternal mantra

Om Namah Shivaya