Towards The Abyss

Dark clouds

Have flooded the skies

Thunderstorm makes me

Open my eyes

I follow my instincts

Into the night

The forest invites me

With branches spread wide

Sometimes a lightning far away

Illuminates my blackened way

Through the gate of nature I pass

The one plaited from wet leaves and grass

Black in darkness

I disappear

Where the hum of wind

So clearly I hear

The gale winnows

My already wet hair

And icy-cold rain

Flows down my face

And I smell a scent so fresh

And intense

Now I can feel the Lucifer's

Presence

He is calling on me - Lucifer!

Into the abyss (of Hell)