Forms in black,
virtuous in changing shape.
licking with wet,bigoted tongues the wounds on my back
without my will or desire,a kind of mental rape.

Pluck the feathers one by one and leave behind bare bones
tango in the devil's arms,see if you can hold his horns
as he lies,weeps or moans.

Headless knights marching to their next crusade
With swords dripping blood ,on skeletal horses.
tears unlock secrets of the shade...
as we shall drop soil on the next living corpses.

break this hallo and turn it to gold,
As the sun rises to blind your sight
Gather the pieces and scatter them around the world.

Let Gabriel grieve, he shall not take part in this feat.
Like the rest he never learnt how to properly fall.
They are too innocent ,can’t turn spirit to meat
And teaching them isn’t really our goal.

The ladies of fait are lurking near,
Atropos holds her scissors in her rotting hand.
All mortal beings, shaking in fear
It takes a severed string to make them understand.

Conceptual, beauty is a lie raw and cold.
Forced to smile, do as you’re taught.
It is a matter of pride,having our souls sold.

No need for a harp,ripe veins can make a violin
Music of flesh,incredible, so damn divine
Stains and mud,you need to get dirty to be considered clean.
The body is yours,the mind is still mine.

Angels have no thoughts, lucky as they are.
humans are forsaken, Cursed be the snake,
Trying to live while the reaper isn’t far…
Armed with his scythe and determined to take.

I saw the world,the angels and the cruelty of man.
And realized that only in death peace can be obtained.
So seeking peace is no longer my main concern.

All is fine as long as my sanity is sustained.