this crawling darkness
holds us somber in her nature
the calming damnation
of unrepentant screams
macabre sorcery
ingested its own matchless cadence of debauched phantoms
eternally fallen and renewed
such contrived continuation of blasphemous nightmarish glare
this dark heaven shall only bare its teeth towards the simple pleasures of human deception.
capturing our imagination with ridicule steeped in departure
while impaling our broken consciousness
upon the wounds of the tarnished altar of forlorn permission.
we have freed ourselves
where else can we hear caresses without words,
uttered upon the obscure practice of the revealing howl?
our only devotion to the sacrament of nothing
the blessed revival has become undone
cloaked in sin and the blindest servitude
another form yet unknown
condemns our morbid curiosity for Angels
and their symptoms
you are now picturing
everything that has ever brought you pain
ingest this horror and know that we are one
we are one . . .
never awaken
this song unsung
waiting beneath colliding skies
that fall upon us
as nightmares twist reality into who we have become
oh, degenerate kunst
how we see the demons in ourselves
this last great seance is coming to its end
wicked has become the night
a promise she has never kept
I invoke your deepest beliefs
and hear the wings erupt from within
mastery of illusion
be true to your begotten
dreams of the Dragon