The Travelers Trance Poem by Adeosun Olamide

Towards sanctuary host
-hauled
To serve time in a vine grave
In the name of God most high

In the name of God most high-
Severe bars the forbidden world
A cross at hells gate-
Is shouldered

Home- the taste of misty smokes
Waters from heating flames
Charred souls perceived
-In this world of shadows

Time smoothes flames torture
And the brains of hell is stirred
Obscurity! - To ruin nirvana
Scheme begotten

God most high beckons-
The seventh seal be opened
Darkness is gathering
And hosts are marching

Serpent sneaks_ befriends
Lucifer's might
And lo- hosts betrays God most high!
Lucifer's triumph

In their bloody white, purity
-Marched to the gallows
God most high_ tears for man
As defile claims veins

A coup'
Lucifer almost overthrown
Christ led into realm, the bottomless
The beginning of the ends_ enchained angels

Towards despair corridors

-Begotten desolation
The God most high is risen_
The judge sentence_
Christ be re- crucified

The age of drunk is come
Heavens is burnt
The book of deeds are burnt
And thriving sin is let

The traveler by the throne
And left- the vestiges of holies