Came in hunger
and driven forth like usher,
stain'd akin time carv'd stone
took souls and ripped knees to the ground.

For I require the suffering of humanity,
we both met relentless disgrace!
Through the maw of insanity's finest caprice
a cradle of torments is unfolded.

Thunderous yells,
madness came in the means of a storm
dressed in deep red, spent
like an abused menstrual strain.

Alas, for I shall not, never die.
I am wombed out
to slay,
to bequeth,
tears as jewels from your fears
twixt shivers of visceral lamentations.

Coffin lovers
gather around this grave, the tomb where Men fell
clasped in magnificent decline.
Frayed existence drowns in an eternal distrain, echoing.

No prayers.
No confessions.
Guilt is o'er all meaningless words,
ruin shattered convictions

I spat my poignant scourge,
it portends adversity and pain.
Vagrant beings, upon thee... Madness...!

Bray, ignite the lunacy choirs.
Let me hold your loss,
the assistant comfort of killing you.

Spawned forth, craving,
vitreous death took form in flesh,
now and ever blaze that warms my wilt.

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