God’s End

God looks upon himself

And draws his final breath

Father, son and holy ghost

Have all been put to death

Now

A ring of thorns placed upon his head

Each prick symbolizes a lie he spread

Nail him up for all to see

The deceiver is going to die

Fear not thy dead God

He no longer manipulates your feeble minds

Your God is now dead

The veil is finally lifted

 

He killed himself

In atonement for your sins

But he did not consider

That you would sin forever

 

The bastard son has now left the Earth

Now the time has come to end the story

Of the myth and his mutated son

And close the books for eternity

 

 

Three Nails Of Fate

A goddess arose from the grave

The day our savior was to die

Nails of three that would seal his fate

Licking the wounds she lives and breathes

Removing the nails, pulling his corpse from the cross

No longer a martyr is he, as I live

The nails a symbol of driven hatred toward goodness

Confiscated by her for own self greed

Not realizing dawn in the midst

Her flesh and blood burst into flames while still clutching

The three nails of fate

To live is to die for him we shall do no more

We take his life with three we drive in

In hands and feet let the truth be known to him

The remains of one man and his false prophetic story

Fitted with a crown fit for a king of lies and deceit

Belief for what we had done was it fear or self gratitude

For what we don’t understand

Three nails of fate which is ours as well has his

Truth shall not be known to anyone mortal or not

For it is buried deep within our minds to never be revealed again

 

 

 

Fallen Victim

Subjected to diabolical apparitions

Visions of naked women dancing lasciviously

Spitting devil, hideous noises unheard by others

Demons in form of friends

 

Held by invisible forces

Demonic activity throughout life

Beaten by wretched creatures

Near death

 

Angelic voices – divine majesty

The faith has faltered

Offering of sins

Soul falls victim in purgatory

 

Calling forth stigmata

Exhibiting spontaneous wounds

Suffering at crucifixion

Possessed by Satan, manifesting wounds

Being of light dripping with blood

Terrifying visions, bleeding profusely from the lesions

Emanating aroma

 

 

 

Diminished Reality

Remotely confusing, lost by void

I lie in pain still as can be

In disbelief, the thought of hurt

Agony and despair felt from others

Forgiveness is not known

Revenge is set, shame held internally

Facing the fact of regret I cannot bear to hold

Preoccupied with wrongdoing, stuck in my head

Wallowing in self pity

Presently expound everything of completion

Fleeing from sins which follow me still

My mind set on the truth

Lies still flow from my mouth

Incoherently lost forever

Without cause reality has been extinguished

The voices grow stronger and louder

With no ear to the voice calling my name

Helpless to my own flesh and blood

The untold evil has torn my once purified soul

A distorted reflection tells the torturous life

Which has smothered the path of truthfulness and dedication

Of goodness which cannot and will never unfold

Death will be a remembrance to all who feel hatred

 

 

 

Enter Disease

Beneath the parish lies demonic possession

A mass frenzy has overtaken peacefulness

Fainting spells remained as one’s dead

In their affliction seizures developed

Entertaining invisible emissaries from heaven and hell enter disease

Sinister accusations bewitching

Father afflicted to death

Fulfilling the prophecy mysterious malady spread

Children stricken, prayers for the devil

Attacking recommenced, continuing epidemic

All fear lost by demonic possession

Drowning induced, mass exorcisms

Appointment of scapegoats and sufferers

In the midst of melee – marvelous lucidity

Cries, blasphemes, imprecations, demonic delirium

Disease raged on, ceremonies broke

Blasphemy and disorder, chaotic confirmation

The becoming of a perfect hell

Striking the floor with horrible convulsions

Nothing heard but cries, blows, oaths and blasphemes

Bishops entrance set everyone agog

Punches, kicks, spitting, horrible contortions

Torn clothes, bleeding hands, ears and eyes, frightful moments

Bishop retreating in utter exhaustion, bystanders in tears

Benediction of the holy sacrament after vespers – elevation of the host

Releasing the mysteries of the mind

 

 

 

Illusionary Man

The illusionist sees his own creation

Stimulating though transparent

His eyes focusing still he is conscious of the visionary obstacle

Others look on and dream to have it all

The intelligence that is unknown by all

Who aspire to see behind the wall

The illusive one foresees these good citizens as pawns

The vicious mind game represents his life

His Shallow personality fools everyone

Still his unknowingness conquers

The thoughtless mind of a translucent doppelganger

It will control and take your life now

This is the illusionary man’s game of creation

Knowing of the clairvoyance is something trivial

In the heart of man looked upon

There is a great void to be filled

Bad deeds bring hard repercussions

To succeed you must finish what you’ve started

If failure has been surfaced disembowelment will be brought onto you

Until you cease to exist

The illusionary man will prevail

 

 

 

Torment of the Living Dead

Blood running down the sacred stones of worship

I am blind with confusion

The path of temptation does not lead in such a way

As the infinitive pleasurable life of pain, misery, and death

That which is all organic existence will thrive in that land of ruin

The darkness falling on the path of light

Which is the tyrant that devours your dreams

A symphony of lies

The prince of darkness laughs at the dialect

Spoken by the incompetent Christ followers

 

The flowers weep and wither in my honor

Nightmares grow in the minds of the weak

They know nothing but delusions

 

The universe will be engulfed

Nothing will survive

Heaven will burn into infinity

Leaving ashes of emptiness

 

Lies told from the people you will hear nevermore

The blackness will consume all things that are holy

Confusing it will be to the vanishing world of nothingness

The chosen obedient dead and unholy will move on

All that remains is the invisible waste that the bible foretold its fairytale

Holding no name for they have gone

 

People of the myth carrying it onto others

Spreading the language of disease

Creating the filth of present

The fulfillment of devastation leaving ashes of emptiness

 

 

 

A World Once Lived

Confined in such a place unwelcome by the faithful

Understanding the situation is an endless path

Ridiculous as it seems to be

Another world completely untouched by mortals

Inability to see the dangerous beings in wait

Submissive you are to this unnatural life

A sedated state, you lay still as in sleep

Help inhibited by paralysis

Numerous attributes stalking for indescribable power

Controlling the physical life through channels

You came to be the chosen one

Continuously tormented in the night

Beaten and battered by bestial unforeseen fiends

The unbelievable constant bombardment and sadistic intent

Ripping the soul and tearing life from beneath you

Silent screams of pain and crushing terror becomes you

Extracting your soul, consumed by another

A hallow body they strive to have

A droned incubus in human form unstoppable

A new breed will begin to thrive

Our bodies emptied of soul

Mortal mannequins of the unknown world

Killing and breeding, forming capsules needed for survival

Buried, exiled from life are we

All that we built, the past will have

What was will be, what is will be no more

The deconstruction of a world once lived

 

 

 

Obsessed

In complete distraught

Having a full passion for lunacy

I am obsessed with you my love

I tried to read your thoughts

But you held them so sacredly

You fought so good

Not knowing before hand it only caused you more pain

My obsession became too strong for you to fight

 

You can’t leave

The pain felt

Pulsating forever

 

Your soul was easily obtained

Like a spirit in limbo

You can never leave

Never losing the terrorization I’ve created

The nightmare will persist for eternity

I’ve manipulated you to think that

I’m the God you feel the anger from, just as I do

Held victim of obsession, she’s blind to my intentions

Now I can feel

You, my obsession

 

 

 

Deception

Born into a world with knowledge unknown

A journey in manhood, a road to nowhere

Tasting the life of my greed pain and pleasure

Misfortunes in the good life

Blind to present future visions

Conflict and deception throughout my mind

Creation of disease, no escape

A vision of hope, the end foreseen

Distant salvation

The unanswered question

The time has come, loneliness left behind

Continue the sites of pleasure

A strange sensation, my life of love

New blood another path of true ecstasy

The angel to man

I need her to breed

 

Denied for another, left me for dead

The truth buried beneath her skin

Angel of demise

Pleasurable waste

Raped with love

Conflict of deception