How long can a living dead entity go on exiting in a world that wants it dead?
Thibaud Meier Buhr has asked himself that question for centuries.
All the killing and the blood-letting and midnight horror...
All the running and the hiding and the paranoia and the angst!
He has decided that he must overcome his fear of dying again!
He must overcome the fear of an imminently painful death!
He has decided that it is time to walk into the sunshine to enter...
Into The Fire!
TMC
INTO THE FIRE
(Miami, Florida)
Dear God, if you exist, I beg of you to call me back to the place where I belong.
I implore you to bring me in from this cold cruel state of pain.
Will you embrace me again, to take me in the arms of your nebulous sincerity.
Pull me back, oh exalted one, from the distance too far I've gone away from you?
Right now I look around me,
To see the fires of fear…
Burning the flesh of all around…
Charring the front, melting the rear!
Take me back to the origin of this experience.
Take me there, where the cold is always warm.
Encircle my body with the protective aura of faith.
Draw me in, as I have strayed beyond the corona of your light.
Right now I look around me,
To see the fires of fear…
Burning the flesh of all around…
Charring the front, melting the rear!
Please lift me up from the murky depths of the fallen here on earth.
Reel me in, please, like the fish you want so bad you can taste it.
Wrench me, if you must, from the grasp of this soul draining depravity.
Jerk me up from the constricting coils of the python of this bitter un-life!
Right now I look around me,
To see the fires of fear…
Burning the flesh of all around…
Charring the front, melting the rear!
Take me back to the origin of my turned experience.
Take me there where the cold is always warm.
Encircle my body with the protective aura of faith.
Draw me in as I have strayed beyond the corona of your aura.
Right now I look around me,
To see the fires of fear…
Burning the flesh of all around…
Charring the front, melting the rear!
Dear God, I have spent 200 long excruciating years walking among your idol worshipers.
I have spent 200 years preying upon the blood of your most self-destructive creations.
My days are nightmare hours spent hiding away from superstitious human horror… and the sun!
My nights are spent roaming the darkness like a frightened rat afraid of its own shadow.
Right now I look around me,
To see the fires of fear…
Burning the flesh of all around…
Charring the front, melting the rear!
As you can see, dear God, my clothing is now aflame but my flesh does not burn.
As you already know, it is the sun’s burning light that will painfully reduce me to ash.
I am a coward, my God , I cannot bring myself to face the horror of solar incineration.
I have seen it too many times… and I am horrified by what I have observed.
Right now I look around me,
To see the fires of fear…
Burning the flesh of all around…
Charring the front, melting the rear!
And so, I close my eyes as I stand inside this fire hoping you will allow me to die.
I am naked now… and this is the way I should be presented to you.
I admit to you that I am an evil beast transformed by forces you despise.
And so, I now offer my tarnished soul to you to do with it as you will!
Right now I look around me,
To see the fires of fear…
Burning MY flesh of all around…
Charring My front, melting MY rear!
TMC
