Wednesday, May 14, 2008

When Shadows Betray!

Who do we turn to?
when our own walk away!
where do we run to?
when the only path is dismay!

where do we go?
when the very air you breathe chokes us!
where do we lay?
when the gardens we touch turn to dust!

what do we believe?
when the life we spend is but a lie!
what life do we lead then?
when the only truth is to die and bleed!

what can we say?
when our own voice leads us astray!
what can we do?
when even our shadows betray!

Monday, May 5, 2008

Apostle Of Apostasy

Praise the non-believer
walk in the darkened path
no... we can't live forever
but we'll sure do our unholy part!

burn the priest at the stake
take in the greying smoke
relish in the ashes of the wake,
estinguish all feelings of hope!!

follow the
apostle of apostasy
hold up the
banner of blashphemy!

hear the cries of hate profanity!
(screams of pure insanity)
bloom in their suffering
(throes of sheer extacy)
strangle their pride vanity!
(perverted fantasy)
smite them all
(fucking idiosyncrasy)

following the
apostle of apostasy
holding up the
banner of blashphemy!

merciless mindless slaughter
takes every son, every daughter
brother slaying brother
we can hear his maniacal laughter!

following the
apostle of apostasy
holding up the
banner of blashphemy!

plague the "holy land"
raise up the left hand!
we carry forth his fiery message
scarred with his infernal five-pointed brand!

following the
apostle of apostasy
holding up the
banner of blashphemy!

we are the apostles of apostasy
holding up the banner of blasphemy!
our name is legion,
for we are many!!

Friday, May 2, 2008

My Oblivion

Secluded rapture of a life unseen
I dwell within these emotional seams
Shunned by the accepted light,
Hiding behind the black curtains
These black curtains of mine!
Uncried sorrows and joys devoid of smile,
I’m living a life not worthwhile!
Retreating to the dark silhouettes
The dark confines of my mind!
Extinguished, the flame of existence that once burnt
Banished to the shadowy silence of this pathetic lie!
Speak in whispers; there is never anyone to hear
The grieving epiphany, my symphony dirge!
Forever unforgiven, always forgotten,
His Hand seems to have missed me!
The skies above eternally overcast
Flourishing with the demons of my hurtful past!
Dreams bring release, but they too seem to cease,
The line between sleep and black grows faint,
Colors degenerate, embraced by grey!
You’d be better off let me be,
Hibernating in this eternal mental void
This sweet oblivion in me!!