1. In Hell Is Where She Waits For Me

I watch the bitter tears slalom down grief stricken faces
for a moments time I feel I am the god of which they speak
under the guise of anonymity I masquerade in thrilling mockery
an erection juts begrudgingly from twixt my silken sunday pleats

the coffin is sealed face to go unrevealed
but I dare know what lies underneath
two bloodless halves of a dark flower dead
whose dream turned the nightmare that dwells beneath our darkened beds
how pathetically I broke her like a doll of porcelain
I found her primed for a raping that could never be
in wanton fallacy the temptress played deceiving taunting charming fools like me
her silhouette an hourglass whose sands of time would empty fast
"A rose must remain with the sun and the rain or its lovely promise won't come true."
than call me the nightfall the colder than death a winter unending that's stolen her breath

dead and famous at last she's made it
her mangled face
haunting shameless
the death of peace
endarkened times
crowned an immortal yet stricken of life
the headlines read "Young Starlet –-– Dead!"
drained of her lifesblood and nourished with shit
sodomized
defeminized
silent the victor
vengeance is mine

in hell is where she waits for me
seductress burns in sin
the succubus deceased

the funeral has ceased you can all rest at ease
my desire be not to kill again
I'll now disappear leaving legend to fear
so lock every door tight from now until eternity

dead and famous at last she's made it
her mangled face
smiling shameless
the death of peace
endarkened times
crowned an immortal yet stricken of life
the headlines read "Young Starlet –-– Dead!"
drained of her lifesblood and nourished with shit
sodomized
defeminized
I am the victor
vengeance is mine

I watched the bitter tears slalom down grief stricken faces
for a moments time I feel I am the god of which they speak
I the misogynist
her crooked smile my seal of hatred
incarnate of the beast
the god of which they speak

2. Goat Of Departure

Goat of departure on his back rides their shame
antithesis of their ivory christian chains
fearful thee ovis their weakened hearts and minds
we are the satyrs of hedonistic kind

less travelled is our path
laid darkly to the left
footprint of mendes emblazoning our armored breast
great bearded capra who towers oe'er the land
a tribute to your magnificence the feared sign of the horns shows on our hands

azazel the damned ibex
swath of scarlet ties his neck
to the desert banished yet
our curse lives on

embrace the glory the goat
worship the one who burns below
heretic liberation of the soul

dispel their false salvation as a whole
misunderstood our lord
preserver of the horde
footprint of mendes enchants our angel cleaving swords
o silvered Capra taught us to fear no man
in your honor we have gathered strength to rid their aging falsehoods from this land

we'll fight their kingdom high
the burdened scapegoat cast aside
like he has we shall too survive
melding our powers undenied

order of ebon we are his righteous blade
reich of satanic rule the iron might of baphomet
bringers of chaos we are an antichrist
swing spiked morning stars to crush his kingdom our delight

danse ye now unto to the satyrs lyre
spring heeled devotion to hells eternal fires
instinctively to follow thine desire
we should ashamed not be preservation of the will is key

embrace the glory the goat
worship the one who burns below
heretic liberation of the soul
dispel their false salvation as a whole

we'll fight their kingdom high
as the burdened scapegoat cast aside
like he has we shall too survive
melding our powers undenied

3. Into The Everblack

One thousand hands
pull you down into dark waters
victimized
time of life on earth expired
coldly served the vengeance damning
murder in the first degree
fodder for the oaken box so lined with velvet tapestry

descent imminent bladder and bowels into pants spent
the glow is waning in your eyes
what's coming next is no surprise
death phlegm rattles
terrible the choking swansong
rapid decline
when old age brings burdens cumbersome
cruelly dealt the sickness growing
malignancies triumphantly
destroyed you from the inside out
begging for death insistently

into the everblack
from where there's no coming back
six feet below
the earth rotting food for the fetid worms
into the harrowed grave
your mortal soul cannot be saved
into the nether realm
dead as slate and cold as hell

funereality
headstones towering above
s'far as the eye can see
condemned to hell so morbidly
my friend you'll never see
lost forever in between
in revenance you've been deceived
what you have prayed for shall not be
your hollow cries he has denied
your weak religion dies
with thee a feeble cross insignia of fabled gods
you'll haunt a landscape draped in grey
deceased and meant to be
to push the daisies up eternally your name is here in stone

into the everblack
from where there's no coming back
six feet below the earth
rotting food for the fetid worms
into the harrowed grave
your mortal soul cannot be saved
into the nether realm
dead as slate and cold as hell

4. Raped In Hatred By Vines Of Thorn

Dense dark forest dismal fog
a spectral force perverts these woods
flight prevails frantic escape
the unearthly horrors at each turn they wait

wandering roots they creak and move
slithering toward what mortal life intrudes
terrified eyes opened wide
ensnare her flailing limbs to the earth they are tightly tied

raped in hatred by vines of thorn
by the evil dead to ribbons ripped and torn
raped in hatred by vines of thorn
pierced from within her child is skewered unborn
raped in hatred by vines of thorn
twisted in halves in this gruesome tug-of-war
raped in hatred by vines of thorn
flora possessed suckling the gore

untamed kudzu green cocoon
trapped inside her flesh their food
death prevails gnarled roots entwine
syphon the marrows from her splintered spine

animate trees shuffle their roots
gathering around this late night rendezvous
murderous orgy in full bloom
her screams they cut the fog this night
on sheer terror the seedlings thrive

raped in hatred by vines of thorn
behold the wrath of the Necronomicon
raped in hatred by vines of thorn
lancing her womb the child inside is gorged
raped in hatred by vines of thorn
broken in two entwined within the growth
raped in hatred by vines of thorn
necrotized demonic spores

you brought this all unto yourselves
should not have tampered with this hell
opening the book your last mistake
these haunted woods shall be thine grave

raped in hatred by vines of thorn
by the evil dead to ribbons ripped and torn
raped in hatred by vines of thorn
pierced from within her child is skewered unborn
raped in hatred by vines of thorn
twisted in halves in this gruesome tug-of-war
raped in hatred by vines of thorn
flora possessed suckling the gore

5. Phantom Limb Masturbation

It started as a child
when I first sought to flirt with fate
I'd lay next to the tracks with arms outstretched across the rails
daydreaming fantasizing of sparks and screeching brakes
the plumes of bright red gushing iridescent in the sun

adopt a life of struggle
one down three more to go
desire: amputation
leave me writhing in the limbless throes

it is deficiency I crave
I want so to be helpless
to inferiority a slave
a clump of breathing flesh
free from extremity
now replete with nothing left

disassemble me
limb from limb oh what a treat
no more feeling incomplete nor encumbered by this lie
my prayer is for calamity
merciful blades to sever me
crippling
detruncating
immobile by design

majestic ancient titan
swims proudly in its tank
I wish to slake its hunger
flailing my legs as bait

"I finally feel complete. I am now whole."

superfluous gesture
an unnecessary art
sacrificial offering
unto the gilded saw
rid me of my shame
of what I've overachieved
my envy is the handicapped
lord I beg of you I plead
I plead

wheelchairs prosthetics crutches
all stimulus to me
my love beyond mere fetish
call it disabling
I'd waltz upon a landmine
feed digits to machines
phantom limb masturbation
the only way

dissemble me
limb from limb oh what a treat
no more feeling incomplete nor encumbered by this lie
my prayer is for calamity
merciful blades to sever me
crippling
detruncating
immobile by design

disassemble me
piece by piece a loving feat
body image incomplete corrected by a knife
my hope is for catastrophe
a gangrenous limbdectomy
dismantling
dismembering
cut down to perfect size

6. Control

My struggle for complete control
has transcended the boundaries of what man has known
I'd die sooner than be alone
welcome to my nightmare feel free to make yourself at home
a world of prurience salaciously I experiment
driven by fear of abandonment to lobotomize a dead stare in their eyes

no return from 213
within these walls
I own your soul
surrender now
succumb to me

suspended in vegetative throes
animated fuckdolls warm bodies with holes
all pleasures of flesh I now own
their past is forgotten eroded from the frontal lobe
kingdom of arrogance hideously I am collecting them one by one

no return from 213
within these walls
I own your soul
surrender now
zombie to be

my struggle for complete control
has transcended the boundaries of what man has known
I'd die sooner than be alone
welcome to my nightmare

no return from 213
within these walls
I own your soul
surrender now
succumb to me

7. Blood Mine

Forgotten miles below the surface through catacombs of stone
in moss covered tunnels labyrinthine are the shadows in which we do roam
in bondage kept the vessels the living breathing beasts
hosts to a meal most exquisite the very blood their veins do keep

herding them in, forcibly reproduced
impatience to sink our fangs in deep
rarely transcending youth

a farm of human beings
inbred the speechless stock
sightless eyes vestigial now
never to know the glowing sun

shepard them in violently consumed in captivity
so fearfully to become this evenings food

blood mine
feed on the weaklings
blood mine
harvest this nectar of life
blood mine
cyclic devourment
over ages perfected
your earth is protected for now

our curse must be sated somehow
a secret best kept underground

destroy, create
manacled, skin grey
vampiric we feast
the bigger the mortal the harder they bleed

in bondage kept the vessels
the living breathing beasts
hosts to a meal most exquisite
the very blood their veins do keep

herding them in, forcibly reproduced
impatience to sink our fangs in deep
rarely transcending youth

blood mine
feed on the weaklings
blood mine
harvest this nectar of life
blood mine
cyclic devourment over ages perfected your earth is protected for now

8. Every Rope A Noose

Every rope a noose
and each knives blade a truth
each day greyer than before
unwelcome life long in the tooth
colors marred and queer
ambitions disappear
the walls of shame are closing in
you're fading fast
you just can't breathe anymore
can you feel your skin yet turning cold
the rigor mortis is stiffening

It's a dead life in this cold dead world
so sink those rotten teeth right in let the disease within unfurl
wrapped in silence bittersweet
a trigger pull salvation complete

each stifled morn' the last
coin to ferryman passed
a tasteless tongue wags from your mouth
by plight of life crushed in its grasp
eyes of blind blink not
brought forth on earth to rot
Irreparably they've damaged you an empty shell
you just can't be anymore
no one can hear your death knell ringing cold
embrace your own insignificance

pale skin feels paper thin
weathered by erosive days raped of all of its innocence
unending waves of self-disdain
tormented an existence in vain

that weight which bends our spines
inherit ancient strife
struggling to stay alive as we anxiously deflate
sheer madness fills our veins
hell beckons with flickering flames
from 'neath headstone with no name
all that's left to be
is dead and free
dead and free from this pain
dead and cold
frozen stiff

9. Their Beloved Absentee

Alpha omega I am the creator, deemer of all that shall be
hypothesis human destruction imminent, transpiring accordingly
alpha omega the giver and taker, the paradox of life and death
the world is my oyster, my powers I bolster, I'll gamble 'til nothing is left
the human invention created dissention, disrupter of poor mother earth
for my sick entertainment, I'll ring that ole' rag squeezing her for what she's worth

lo and why they worship me their beloved absentee
not even as their god can the answer I find

not just hands but a will
not just hearts but could feel
with such weight it's no wonder they've killed
driven mad by the power I've instilled
with the hands to create
they could only unmake
with the potential to love
Man's emotion soured by hate

alpha omega, the broken and breaker, I am the one of law bereft
how petty their prayer, an annoyance their voices, my goblet spills forth as I laugh
the human invention evaded abortion, but's damned himself before his birth
for my sick entertainment I'll lend not a nod, gawking from safety in jovial mirth

lo and why they worship me, their corrupted absentee
though they've called me their god, there's no truth I can find

more than instinct a fire
more than guts a desire
with such a burden it's a shame they can't deal
gone insane from insatiable will
with the eyes to behold
they only wanted a lie
with the potential to grow unrestrained
they cast a bullet to promptly put straight through their brains

humanity
a notion poisoned, gone astray
creatively paved
their ashen ways to early graves
like the rats they have raced
In an endless gluttony for pain
Oh I know that it hurts

but your sadistic voyeur of a god is entertained
like a high heeled shoe, crushing the praying mantis form
to the taking of life I've been desensitized, by unending waves of unfathomable automated porn
their life is a disease, I've created the damnedest of plagues
I await now their end with a most bated breath, remorseless I am for the monster I have made

humanity
a notion poisoned, gone astray
creatively paved
their ashen ways to early graves
like the rats they have raced
In an endless gluttony for pain
Oh I know that it hurts
but your sadistic voyeur of a god is entertained

10. Map Of Scars

Troubled girls a two in pain like sisters grew
to release their hells they'll cut themselves under fatherless roofs
troubled girls a two promiscuously screw
the hole within cannot be filled a razors wit will now have to do

they fuck on mattresses stained foul the color of spilled wine
they sleep in emptiness a deadbeat mothers love desired
a void so chasmous mutilation is required
a ritual in secrecy in opened flesh they do confide

beneath their clothing hides a map of scars freakishly carved
between their puckered lips a waiting lie hollow inside

harlots through and through singing nymphomania's blues
born with legs behind their heads their tattered flesh they offer to you
troubled girls a two victims of a world so cruel
with blood they paint and masturbate
young angels marred in vilest of hells

taboo scars like brail unto the touch keloid tributaries wind
when she splits her sisters skin o how it flows the blood divine

while mother is away the girls will play the girls will play
the gemini of shame the twins of pain to bleed again

mutual mutilation
frenzied crimson masturbation
endless cycle of depression
whorish sexual reputation
bulimic chronic pill abusing
lying defaming people-using
why should you go on living you were born to feed the worms

beneath their clothing hids a map of scars freakishly carved
between their puckered lips a waiting lie hollow inside
while mother is away the girls will play the girls will play
the gemini of shame twins of pain to bleed again