Flee, cursed Mortals
Dance, blessed Humans
Lie to yourselves
And
Lose your minds
In each others'
Eyes

For Love and Deceit
Have come back
With a Vengence

And Sleep and Death
Cling to each other
Tightly
Seeking for Victims

All are minons
of the Night,
Children of Great Nyx
of She who Holds Fast
to Her brother Erebus,
Her lover the Dark

They accompany
the Lovely Lady
in her Chariot of Black
Ready to work their Magic

They spread their
Destruction
Fearing rosy-fingered Dawn
Crying as the warmth
of the Golden Sun
descends upon them

Their siblings
Day and Light
Herald the ending,
the retrieval of
Their parents

Sending them Back...

...Back...

...Back

Into Tartaurus,
to await the next night

The children stay,
though weakened
for is Love

Deceit

Sleep

Death

Not part of Life?
They are Ever-Present
but strongest with
Their Mother

For She will
Protect them

Because
Is She not a Mother

Lady

Goddess

Protectress?

Yes, Flee
Yes, Dance

Run away from the Light
Dance into the Day

They

Will

Be

There

Among Her other Children
of which there is Many

Because she is a lustful Being
A mothering Creature
Who longs to hold Her young offspring
In Her arms

She will cradle you
too
For does She not shelter you
from the burning
Sun?

Does She not offer you
Relief from work?

Thank Her,
Mortals

Humans

Children of Stone

Because She is your
Mother
too