The Eleventh Commandment

When the dark lord told me to live 
I felt the raised lust of possession 

afterwards the death yell of an impaled nineye 
gotten through my dutiful ears 

I had to think of all the lost creatures 
which strived of their existence 
in the streaming of my black blood 

nocturnal shadows, which glorified 
the resurrection like trumpets 
offered me the right way into hopelessness 
enlighten my path into inaccessible license