Ethereal

Oh to be ethereal!
A queen amongst men.
To taste all forbidden fruit
And feel the blood rushing through your veins
And down your chin
And through the rivers
As every living soul drinks you in.

To inhabit all dreams
For even nightmares are dreams
To exist beyond love
And be adorned with a crown of barbed roses.
I am beauty,
where nought but horrors have been born
I am terror,
in lands where fear has long since fled.

I live in nonexistent days
Watch the suns of other worlds burn away
Contained within me is life
And death
And all the things which surpass these.
The lover to a fallen angel
The mother to desire and despair

I am the devil
I am your gods
I am all.