The windowless rooms hoards shadows, a dark form materialises Resplendent against the background gloom I imagine it a fine lace curtain Pierced with pinpricks of sunlight from a flaw in the rear wall I run into it underestimating its girth It enshrouds me tepid, damp, cloying my skin Repulsive with a texture of flesh
Darkness shimmers from the countenance of the dead Splashed muddily behind sightless eyes Fractal traces of ruptured blood vessels snake blue beneath a waxy complexion Horrified features lay forever fixed into scowling masks of terror Human trophies, random relics of dismembered anatomy Bear silent witness to murder
Darkness overspills the insane mind, spawning carnage Enter the charnel house, parlour of desecration Tired and corrupted remains butchered into perverted forms Paint a portrait of evil, of madness radiated hotly within the slaughterhouse Cloying with the touch of cold flesh Its bilious taste of risen gorge Ear shattering silence sounds the dead's screams
Bodily shapes rent and distorted into unrecognised forms lay scattered I flee to the adjoined annex and there the scene is the same Blood and death fill every niche Corpses tortured beyond death, limbs dismembered The house looms about me A human abattoir with yet more ghoulish secrets awaiting discovery
Darkness festers in comfort Amid emptiness harbouring unspeakable suffering Mutilation's image overwhelms risen forwards to attack the senses Death itself stirs to predate Disembodied hands hooked as talons, stalking Darkness consumesTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
