utorak, 6. kolovoza 2019.

Into the shadows

Whiling away the hours
Consulting with the shadows
Insulting your own being

Thinking over life
Ending futile pain
Killing source of pain

Into the shadows I charge
Joining them at last
New page,
New dead life.

Deception and lies

Weary of cries
Deception and lies

Truth died alongside joy
Buried it was
In a mass grave of human hopes and dreams.

Now, lies rule
On this poor land enchanted
On myself with death haunted
On my being with sorrow laden
My being is no craven
For I accept those lies as truth now
One and only
Truth of my life

petak, 8. veljače 2019.

Agony fortress

There is a fortress in the nether of my soul.
A fortress of agony

Guarded by two hellhounds, he rests on the dark plains, surrounded by woods of my pain

Enter the fortress

All empty
Deserted

Yet so painful

And i'm glad to know that
When I go
It will go with me.

utorak, 5. veljače 2019.

Sacrifice

I shall commit a sacrifice to father Satan

I shall take the athame and split open the lifeless body of the sacrificed one
I shall consume his insides
Drink his blood
Gnaw on it's bones
All in Satan's honor

Wait.

Who is the unlucky soul that got murdered in honor of the dark prince?
Look no further, for I am the one.

ponedjeljak, 4. veljače 2019.

If what I was shown is God

If what I was shown is god
in his full glory
shining
smiling on humanity

Then I fucking DENOUNCE HIM
I take the dagger of hate and plunge it into his rotten, arrogant skull.
Then I crack it open, revealing the rotten insides

Revealing the verses of the Bible, the verses of Kur'an.
I burn them with otherworldly hate, for that's all they are worth for

Tell me, believer, why should I love your God when he has bestowed nothing but misery and pain upon me?

I sincerely hope that one day you see the tragic extent of my failing, of my miserable life.
And then judge for yourself
If God is worthy of worship.

An hour left before Lilith comes

A hour left before Lilith comes
the lying snake

I am engulfed in Lilith's love
fake love
there is no love
never was

And she will come, in her shameful display
Wings opened
Fangs visible
Eyes glowing with blistering rage

As she takes the dagger and plunges it into my skull
As blood soaks and covers me
As I leave the mortal realm
i try not to love her

nedjelja, 3. veljače 2019.

A hellhound's howl marks her presence

A hellhound's howl in the distance
Mark her presence.
An unholy servant
Bows to his unholy master

A pleasant mortuary view
On her
On lies and deception

Look, believer, at the lie you believe in
A lie that resurrects you
And then kills you
Over and over again

Oh when will you learn?

Nothing you are
Nothing you will become
As you return to the dark bringer of light
Your only salvation