Elysium

The land is here
The fields stretch forever, as far as I can see
The wheat grass reaches for my waste
I bend over to smell it, feel it, hear it
It is sweet
I’m not hungry
I’m full, I’m whole
There is a breeze
It cools me
There is a light
I like the light, it warms me, it warms my soul, it warms my existence
It gives me such a peace, it fills everything
No hunger, no thirst, no weariness, no aches
I love the light so much
I feel absolutely pleased
The sky is some soft, silk, thin, bright, fragile, blue
The sky gave the light
It illuminated me, showed me, it gave me
Clouds moved through the sky
With no friction, no abrasive movements
Just through in and out
I put the clouds in my mouth
They filled me everywhere
I squeezed them with my body, with no resistance I was inside the clouds
I am here
I don’t want to leave
Everything is here
I want this
Oh God
I don’t want to leave

I am great and powerful!
Nidhog!
And you are to feel my wrath!

Puny little humans!
All deserve to die!
Puny little humans!
All deserve to die!
Puny little humans!
All deserve to die!

A beast created by Hel!
Hel created by Loki!
I descend from Chaos!

Puny little humans!
All deserve to die!
Puny little humans!
All deserve to die!
Puny little humans!
All deserve to die!

Nidhog is a beast of beasts!
A dragon, with fur!
Northern Scandinavia is quite chill!

Puny little humans!
All deserve to die!
Puny little humans!
All deserve to die!
Puny little humans!
All deserve to die!

( 10 minute drum solo )

My eyes are focused on the clear air between me and the baseball field. Like I've closed my eyes. There is no love over there, the cradle of civilization. Expecting to die during every patrol. Preparing my mind for the end of my life. I can't sit here and enjoy this game. I am not able to enjoy the people with me because I killed myself in Iraq. My sanity is dehydrated and buried in the sand, waiting to be excavated, but I can't do it. I scream in my Love's face. She's terrified. I charge to my car to get home. If I had purer more refined oil in my car I could get to my gun, in my home, in my closet, faster. My world gets darker the closer I approach. I scurry to my room I scurry to my closet. I grip the barrel and place it hurriedly in the center of my face and I slam on the trigger. The shot blasts through my teeth and massacres my stem. I killed myself. I am dead. Finally.

Leo

Lions of The North!
Creation of The Sword!
A wave of thunder colored hair!
And testosterone!

Celebrate for our treasure
Amber ale, wood colored goat meat
A warm fire in my wench's body!
Our children will be a splitting
IMAGE!

The Sea of Serpents
I will resist Jormungand!
Sword is Saxon for WOUND!
Our longboats surf along the
Serpent's spine

I will reach my Vinland
Stand upon it's soil
I will reach my Valhalla because of
My heroics
And I will enjoy my alcohol and meat

I dropped some LSD and danced around a christmas tree