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Whispers echo from the lands south of here
Deathblight grows in a corpse most ripe
These wretched woods cursed by it’s plight
Thorns emerge from the skin
As the pestilence festers in the flesh within
Apostles lurk in the forest
Moonlight shimmering with secrets of the eldritch
A primordial dread veiled in vacuity
Silent, they peel the skin
Filling the chalice to its brim
Apocalyptic twilight enshrouding defilement of a now pale countenance
Plagueborne garden filled with the pale seeds of sin
Deathblight
Comes with the promise of a new life
We've heard this tale before
For all are bound to die
Silence
Speaks louder than the screams of the innocent vessels sentenced to death
Before their time
Martyred for the plague of lies
Black thorns erupting from the host, now a hollow shell
Apostles dance around this crucifixion
Moonlight shimmering with secrets of the eldritch
A primordial dread veiled in vacuity
Silent, they peel the skin
Filling the chalice to its brim
Apocalyptic twilight enshrouding defilement of a now pale countenance
Plagueborne garden filled with the pale seeds of sin
Justify malevolence with greed
Nourish the promise of immortality
Whispers echo from the lands south of here
Deathblight grows in a corpse most ripe
These wretched woods cursed by it’s plight
Thorns emerge from the skin
As the pestilence festers in the flesh within
Apostles lurk in the forest’s heart
Moonlight so bright
Twilight, dusk rites
Consume from the deathblight chalice
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Scorn
Callously discarded
Into the river of Acheron
Submerged beyond ascension
Breaking through the surface tension
Eyes wide open to the bottom of this flowing casket
Carried by the currents of sin
Wishful thinking in the back of my mind
But only sorrow-filled hatred will bind
My soul to the blackness of this gaping void
Gasp until my lungs are filled
Meeting my end, a life distilled
Not a single moment has ever been fulfilled
Belittled by those who stepped away
Mocked by those who created my fate
Molded by the fires of desire & lust
I was forged to be dismantled into dust
So I will fade away as the winds of change
Flow at will, no cadence to still
Charon takes me to the caverns of the living dead
Pay the toll, Down below
He cares not for the end of my story
Ore in tow into a blaze of glory
“If I cannot bend the will of heaven, I shall move to hell”
Blood means nothing in this mortal game
The hand you’re dealt is not to blame
Scornful
Bound by fire
Scornful
Bound by desire
Scornful
Bound by fire
Scornful
Bound by desire
Charon takes me to the caverns of the living dead
Pay the toll, Down below
He cares not for the end of my story
Ore in tow into a blaze of glory
“If I cannot bend the will of heaven, I shall move to hell”
Blood means nothing in this mortal game
The hand you’re dealt is not to blame
Callously discarded
Into the river of Acheron
Submerged beyond ascension
Breaking through the surface tension
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Writhing convulsions that cripple my mind
Dancing in daylight, convulsions by night
Sun is now set, moon must now rise
Heart is now failing but I must not not die
I have to see this through
I have to see this through
Watching and mourning the child I lost in my head
Watching and mourning the child I lost in my head
We all die the same
Strike the match and make the flame
Now this could be the end, until
My mind consumed with grief, until what
The undying child I lost in me falls
Mothers and sons, the common goal of survival
Body and mind slips into the holy grasp
Shake the insides no matter how sick the signs are
They scream and they cry but nothing will set them free
I have begun, terraforming this crippled soul
Underneath my skin, self mutilating
Look into my eyes and say that this is alright
I have begun, terraforming this crippled soul
Underneath my skin, self mutilating
Look into my eyes and say that this is alright
Look into my eyes, now destroy me, reform me
Do you fucking see this killing me
Failure of a father burying himself to know
Dying or rapture? My brother my kin
The stars have aligned under my thoughts
The void must have mistaken me
The stars have aligned under my thoughts
The perfect fury sent to a folly God
Now this could be the end, until
My mind consumed with grief, until what
The undying child I lost in me falls
Mothers and sons, the common goal of survival
Body and mind slips into the holy grasp
Shake the insides no matter how sick the signs are
They scream and they cry but nothing will set them free
My dying days, for what
My dying breath, swallowed by the infinite
Is this all we call it
Dying with no purpose
Leaving this fragile fractured dead soul my arms open to fucking hell
Fuck this
I can't seem to find the underworld
Six feet down
There's no seeing and no hearing
Hear no thoughts, see no thoughts
Taking my own life
Watching, mourning the child I lost in my head
Watching, mourning the child I lost in my head
Watching, mourning the child I lost in my head
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