ok ok, so i've been reading a few of these cryptic poems now for the better part of an hour and thought i would lend my hand to a verse or two.
The Pride of Oblivion
Oh crimson night of the forlorn light grant me this one wish
Eyes do peer, through a window of mere of something so pish
Heavenly gaze upon her brilliant splendour, smell of pure wonder
As it lingers let it bring her closer beyond this parent sunder
I followed her doom to the edge of sanity and beyond
Here did the words lose meaning and with my mind abscond
Startled by the dark and the lost tear of the fearless orion
Hand in hand I was guided by evil, the true pride of oblivion
Hearts that hence were melded, now broken and trodden
laid to waste as the muse began to wake the ancient fallen
with those past and present as her guardians and failed penance
the scorned desecrated holiness through unwaivering reverance