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Unashamed I welcomed rapture

To entwine inside the

Snare of never after

Spawning like a nightmare

Crawling faster and faster

Faster and faster

Dreaming of disaster

You and I now share the

Role of the captor

Our swaying prayers

Still glide Away

Like tragic answers and

Thus begets the bitter

Ending of this chapter

Flung into the wilds

As truth defiles embracing

Madness now

A knife that's closest

Cuts the deepest

Hatred told through

Candid vices

Cruel hands fed

A wretch unsilenced

Violence clasped

And left us blinded

In necrotica

Hell hath no fury

Like a lover that's scorned

Severed by the sights of

Dormant beauty

The mask now falls

Saviours nested in the

Shadowed horns

The gods detested

Adorned in cruelty

Wed to scorn

Six six six

Neath the scars

Of a crucifix

I'd trade a whoring

Angels soul to burn

Upon a cross that's fit

For us heretics

And anarchists alike

Twisting fabled fetishes

I'm sicker than De Sade

We've wreathed a frayed

Gown of guilt

in the sundered deep

Replete with filth

And our fill of blasphemy

Scarrings of the past

Still haunt mine sleep

Fresh wounds still lurk

Unearthed

As our idle hands make

For the devils work

Our idle hands make

For the devils

This knife that's closest

Still cuts the deepest

Tear me apart

And burn the pieces

This weighted world unrests

On broken shoulders

Lest we forget

Absence makes the heart

Grow colder

Hell hath no fury

Like a lover that's scorned

Severed by the sights of

Dormant beauty

The mask now falls

Stalking the abyss

Just to reach the tempest

Torn to pieces

Left depleted

I waited

To consummate the grave

And die in secret

O serpent

O saint

On the throne

We fornicate

To spread the blistered

Bliss of love

All hail our absent

God above

I came insincere

In the fount of

Baptismal tears

Leaving stains

In Secret splinters

hidden in a confessional box

Exhaling

Death unlocked

I send mine praise to none