Presences

Invisible but active spirits around me
Unknown doom is the secret, the life is handled
By unknown being, they can condition
My existence, can be malignant
If you know the art, they will come to you
Don’t call them for sake, or curiosity
Or enjoyment or pass time, but for divination
It’s the only way, to choose the way
Occult presences in this world
Visible exaltation is the key
You can see them, you can hear them
Body is prison, of your soul
All birth all change, all die all regenerate
If you die it’s caused by your destiny
If you won’t to die, why die you?
Death beginning, of regeneration
And when I’ll be dead, I’ll become a presence
From the underworld, I shall be presences