Flesh peeled exposing the rotting scent of death. The center of damnation. Tears shed falling into the abyss. Sorrow wraps its arms. . On knees I bend wounds enrapture.
It came upon one night. When Nemesis besieged. Lightning streaked across the sky. And thunderclouds did scream. It came upon one night. On land the seas had turned.
In a blackened blur of crowding clouds. I dropped my sorrow among the leaves. I took my place as wise men do. As the storm prepared its release. Through raging winds and weeping skies.
In a blackened blur of crowding clouds. I dropped my sorrow among the leaves. I took my place as wise men do. As the storm prepared its release. Through raging winds and weeping skies.
I sat upon grassy linen. Looking far into my thoughts. Among deep and dark forests. Lining a hazy grayish loch. And there inside foreshadow dealt. A vision to perception.
Which for me. In darkness turn. For as a shadow I shall return. After touch with spirit world. However there I may be hurled.... The dream of immortality.
Torch lit halls. Deceit that burns. The dragon's lair. The blackened air. The face is now upturned. Deceiving mask. Your silent sword. The tithe of sin.
A dream, a lie. Nothing to be. A death, a loss. God gives nothing. . Dreadful delusions. Blissful peace. Why do I ache?. Must find release. A nagging pain on and on.
Standing before the door of the one I call god. My entrance has been denied- forever lost. Days of prayer are words wasted on the wind. If there is to be an answer then give these talons a grasp to hold.
Today I weep. And who shall do the same. For empty halls and shadowed flames. For kin that nigh remain. . Tonight I sleep. And nightmares have their reign.
"Through the door of endless time. We fall beyond the burning sky. Like clouds that ever sink behind. The crimson horizon's fading line.". . To be continued....
We're sons of blind faith kneeling to false christ. shaded from light, life's too short by the fear. Forbidden knowledge obscured by a terrified faint creator.
Ya, go, thy tide, float, I am guilt and I am God. The razor that cuts your flesh, the whores that trace you. The blood reflecting white. The curse of your heart.
Virtues of blood. Follows through. Bleeding our shadows. For hundrerds of miles. For tattered and torn. Wound upon Wound. . For less of force. Grow to or sever.
Let the wounded all mourn. They're rotting in the world. Infection and cancer. Are burnt in the world. . The sickness is spreading. And threatens to kill.
I bind us here today, we made here a vengeance. tears of the patriarch(s) and the blindness of prophets. silence of impostors, the Atheism of confessors.
To much of this force!. The lack of structure!. My life burnt. Reflecting a forest in flames!. . Time withdraws. Hard times ahead. The rules are broken.
in the mist of the messes. A new breed was born. ... Like a soldier in blood. Nowhere to run. ... loud. The lost soul. Another standing proud. Breed!.
tanding proud in the battle-lighted glare,. of the churches burning in the name of Satan.... Like a thorn in the eye of God. . The Sons of Satan. are fighting in this Holy War,.
Standing proud in the never-ending glare. Of the churches burning in the name of Satan. . Like a thorn in the eye of god. . The sons of satan. Are fighting in this holy war.