I close the doors
that cling to shadowed form
of what once was my outward embrace
The curtains drawn
covering all illuminating fragrance of light
Diseased to the fornicating perception
of all that once I was
to lay silent
ever to the hush of time.
I draw from all my deepest fears
mocking what anticipation has oft times cast
falling back into my domain
that crafted box that ever awaits my form
to bring the bearers of eternal rest.
I collect every avenue that crosses my path
to the horror and justice of fate
Come hither O crafted jewels of night
that drifts and flies my mind.
Here within the swirling embrace I dance
forever to the blinding depth of Hell
Once I loved for that perpetual song
that filled the essence deep and the form
Ah! But now how I gasp upon fainted breath
the succulent taste that harbors death.
These Eyes have journeyed deep and far
Upon the valleys and plains of Hades
I have seen and witnessed torment, bottled
Till a soul begs its last moment of peace
Here in my place,My decayed rapture fades
to the morning call of Sol upon the horizon
But my time ,My moment
Tis always at hand
For in the decadence of your fortitude
All long my excised Soul theirs.
For what mortal man does not dream
wanting the depravity I am
Nor women seek the flutters of my lips
to feel the ending and know its depth
To fly upon the ecstasy of death.
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