Your Task Who’s Face is Under The Mask

Peeled clean beneath the mask you wear your wicked spirit rejecting your minds hold on your chosen reality, still undaunted by this confusion concealed by your lack of morality Descending into the blighted reaches of humanity lay your rancid heart picking at the scabs of a rotting soul, feel thy sting in the bitter cold.  …Read more Your Task Who’s Face is Under The Mask

The Tides Of Love

I fear not the needs of a weary heart driven into the confines of internal confession, Nor will I concede to the articles of conformity by making undue concessions. I see! the demands put forth by such rich and giving blue eyes eager to strip me of all free will. Yet no words from the silent lips…Read more The Tides Of Love

He Who Would Be King

Empty heads wicked hearts oh vile frail! fallow men vipers we plucked, maggot infused flesh festering rut. Look into the shallow inners of this beast! no release, fanatic cries! zealots, not herd, agony! should be stirred. We speak his evil will, your succubus will conceal her ills in a roll of the dice wraith! is…Read more He Who Would Be King

Welcome To The Dark Side

We see the dark side in your wicked soul, your nakedness! a blood kiss from a corpse turning cold. Render thy will for hollow hills of horror howls, your manifestation the martyr! to be slaughtered at the altar. Heed you loathsome harlot before his majesty of misery cast down the last of thy faith in…Read more Welcome To The Dark Side

No! My Son, You Shall Not Rest

No! my son, you shall not rest a sullen bastard child unworthy before nobles and kings. Spiteful unprincipled men of prodigious wealth, vile jackals of parasites who plunder the people's purse. You shall rise before the people of the land, I a mother with God's blessing hand, raised a lion among men. Go forth my…Read more No! My Son, You Shall Not Rest

Destiny Declines, Divinity Not Mine

This fascination with these whimsical whispers! curiously crude the current creators are resistors. Witnessing realms where clairvoyant's clarity looms, the mythical plotting of your doom! real damn soon. Eyes of your tomb, bewitched is worst then gloom, In the sands of time distance of mind will consume. Peel back the fallacies of the foolish who…Read more Destiny Declines, Divinity Not Mine

Tears Of Blood

There is dissent among the envious in deceit fools will fallow, depressed disposable! the meek. Healing the hapless the hopeful we shall keep Will faithful tears of blood flow for the weak I seek. Hear not the cheats chant chastising the challenged fear a fallow falseness of frailty focused! unbalanced. Bold the barren base of…Read more Tears Of Blood