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Hymns of the Yellow King Part One
Written By: Gordan Froman
Religion
The Hymns of the Yellow King
I have walked the shores of madness and yet This is the thing that troubles me, for I cannot forget Carcosa where black stars hang in the heavenswhere the shadows of men's thoughts lengthen in the afternoon, when the twin suns sink into the lake of Hali and my mind will bear for ever the memory of the Pallid Mask. There a painless death awaits him who can no longer bear the sorrows of this life. If death is welcome let him seek it there.
I pray God will curse the writer, as the writer has cursed the world with its beautiful stupendous creation, terrible in its simplicity, irresistible in its truth--a world which now trembles before the King In Yellow.
Ah, she said, "to come is easy and takes hours to go is different and may take centuries.
Along the shore the cloud waves break, The twin suns sink behind the lake, The shadows lengthen Song of my soul, my voice is dead, Die though, unsung, as tears unshed Shall dry and die in Lost Carcosa Songs that the Hyades shall sing, W