I'm still standing here. I'm out of my head staring in at myself. I can feel the weight of the world. Now that I have nothing to lose. Yet still so much in the tank to prove.
I wish I had wrote down everything I ever wanted to say. I can't remember a time where I haven't been this scared. I am questioning everything. What has led me here.
Can you see me?. The streets paved with. broken glass hear me?. Red and blue lights its all happening so fast.. Are you hurt darling? Why wont you answer me?.
Innocence inscribed in this crudeness of rites. Wounds worn by the heretics of light. Creation of hell-bound life. Thrill of this inversion. Majesty of leviathan.
Serpent Eyes Caress An Endless Inner Source. . These Moving Walls Untouched In Mortal Glare. Unseen By All This Kingdom Of Change. . Shedding The Visions Of A Cold But Burning Sting Of Poison.
This touch of a lasting life. Awaits an impiety of pain. A life taken into its own hands. Falls on countless journeys. . Can you feel the fallen ages?.
The eyes of this disgorged life, their faces are scared with lies. Scratched marks on the walls in place of words. Washed out, condemned, unearth this relic of the lecher.
Screaming chasm into these emptied voids. Senses aroused by the undoing of creation. Weapons of these vengeful arrangements. To coincide with this mass fall of imperium.
The Scarab Of A Thousand Lives. Always Looking To The Light. The Grace Of Man Destroyed In One Day. . The Twins Of Twisted Faith. A Mask Of Conjunction To Fulfill A Nightmare.
Crumbling stone faces, dismantle this praise. Rubbing ash of conquest, across faces of war. . Self imploding flame of birth. Scorn and hate risen from ashes.
Blackest soul of this deception,. Instinctive downfall in the hands of justice. Deny these prayers of the feeble,. This mental hammer of a new abomination.
Solitude of this elevation brought into the levels of hell. Corpse of these great demons comes earth and sky. Lecherous in these accounts of wisdom. Bearing weight of masters shall bear curse.
Voice Of The Gods. From All This Bliss. Manifesting The Chaos. . I Am The Blood. I Am The Hate. I Am The Son. Lucifer's Child. . Eternal Darkness Of Earth.
Stealing souls for an urge that was kept a secret. Fade in this memory, as these curses exit lips. Digesting the power of dead space filled with betrayal.
Memory of these blood stained faces,. In the darkest corners of primeval wisdom. She lays awaiting the masters of faith. . Mistreated actions take form, in an outlet to avenge this rage.
Understood in the start of all endings,. I've wandered so far from this discipline. Unease begins this climb to stellar thoughts,. Causing this descent into cavernous neglect.