Cast down to the filth A god and a leper I stumble, mind weak yet sublime At the liquor’s respite, This force trapped in flesh Tearing at my psyche Unforgiving depression… As man I fall Weak, bitter, melancholic Forsaking the will of being Human…
To force you out That trust tarnished, I feed on the blood of Eros But cannot stop the bleating ambiance, The scenes from paradise that are Carving their niche out of my soul
The sun pours out my pain Monuments fade like dreamless hope Ice forms A tomb wherein I (palisaded) Await As the sea engulfs the writhing throng…
I have been murdered, yet I feel nothing, But still I decay…
I decay
I decay
The bloodline impure Severed from her paternal womb…
I mutilate and rot endlessly Without lineage…
“For I am without regret And nothing remains.”
As my human heart no longer beats, Lifted into the nether I lay down my will upon tainted grounds, The air of woodland smoke surrounding, Binding the burdened To hang above Such weeping stares Of quintessential lust, Their eyes upon it Mine beginning to blur, Crushed by this ghastly visage…