Companion Piece to “The Magician”
From above, the gods weep;
as below, so do myriad humans,
for the grand performance is over.
The illustrious magician
is dead.
Slain by iniquitous quicksilver
delivered by a malefic knave.
With one baleful movement,
my stars were stolen,
my kingdom is halved,
my heart desecrated.
Thief of joy,
why?
Why commit such a depravity?
To damn one with such
beauty and passion unmatched,
truly vile you are.
Once, I had everything;
more than any monster such as I
could ever wish to have.
You have taken
all that made me who I am
and with this, I will undo
all that you are.
Woe to the villianous creature,
who has stolen my world's beauty!
May damnation fall upon thee,
may a baleful imprecation,
unravel the malefactor to his very soul!
I pray to all-
above and below the stars-
that this fiend never find peace,
that this wretch only have misery!
May his life forever more be
a malignant nightmare he never awakens from!
I pray death never caresses him,
disease never takes him,
may nothing ever rend him
from his unending suffering!
Heed my call,
all who are sorcerous,
those who are magical,
and all prestidigitous!
As my heart beats,
as my hate burns blue,
as my blood elixates...
May this hated abomination feel my malice
for all eternity.