A hopeless game of arduous throes The neon gaze of transgression I’m complacent on this journey As I decorate my skin with their sorrows I vanish with the vapour of my smarmy shell A worthless slave, egregious farce, strange mutterings desecrate my ruin and I am condemned to this aimless quarrel An inner strife, my cries here are only met with a great indifference I seek the one who holds the keys I feed the core and its infamy I must be the only one Wherever in hell I find myself I vanish with the vapour of my smarmy shell A worthless slave, egregious farce, strange mutterings desecrate my ruin and I am condemned to this aimless quarrel An inner strife, my cries here are only met with a great indifference I solemnly stare as each new day turns into agony

Indignant cries, pull me through Blackened rapport, broken in haste Slaked Abaddon, mired with negligence Power brings me joys of a better place Preventive measures, as self-abuse Perfunctory stains mark my grandeur My complicity, washes my filth My contentious chimes outshine my wails I am the light; I have to be as I can only be I am the light, enthralled towards the great collapse Procreation of the unkind Reciprocation of my evil acts A lunatic with a fractured bind I adopt the likeness of the one before me Looming figures bring murder and fraud Dirty and degraded even in death A wretched grimace, contorts my face My absolution is a divine disgrace I am the light, embraced by a grand exuberance I am the light; I drown in the fog with my disciples Abdicated, fulfilled by grief These bastard sons, I intervene The threats I make, are indirect I cackle as they cut my left hand Splinters from a malevolent demiurge The sun shines on my open wounds My torment here is desultory and this is what I must endure The curse of eternal life These infernal demands of mine Bring me secrets from the valley At least I can still close my eyes and shield them from the consequences of my wrath I hide myself from all these faces of calamity but still, I must conjure their impressions The passage of time is what I have to endure As dozens of leeches’ latch onto my open wounds Sucking on the irony of the guilt I shall endure as the fatal impact is finally within my grasp …but at least I can still close my eyes The promises I’ve been brought I’ll devour their fortunes The sacrifices I make None of which I’ll keep Wretched putrid fucking plane and I breathe in the twilight of the unknown My requiem, this malign trial It scintillates, runs without spirit I celebrate here my corruption My lunacy will be my revenge With my prayers, I whip my back Engulfed by warfare, that’s when I smile The meridian is just a farce In a sardonic laughter I can lose myself I am the light, in this hermitage I’m safe from persecution I am the light; in my bunker I look for the sunrise Strange chants echo and whisper on my journey to the gallows I reek of stale smoke and alcohol, a fact of my soulless creation The heaven I search for in the stars, to hide from my bestial sorrows Decades away from the primordial dance, the walls here ogle beneath me Her ageless silhouette looms over me with infernal malice My body, decadent and puerile suffers through this innocent cascade I won’t fight the torture they so lovingly bring upon me My dreams and visions of the acrid planet Banished with the nausea of my undoing Exiguous serpent abandoned and obliterated The cursed theatre unchained at night, I don’t need no eyes or limbs Cauterised extractions of the Witch drift below my excruciation I put back nothing into this dismal old earth, I remain frightened and cold I swim towards that strange distant gleam, its warmth engulfs my body A picture of a sacred oar An indubitable peculiarity A sacrilegious malediction The unprovable singularity of my body Protect the sacred and the evil I fear My body itches, but I have no skin I find no consolation in my dreams So, I’ll scream for an eternity

The silver globe Thrall and calamity The burning bush The golden tower The sins I commit bring me closer to death But I’m not so fortunate as the burning bush speaks to me Entombed by emptiness and the evil I see As long as I remain, I’m not forced to suffer All these fucking sycophants, I will lead them into ruin A fire which burns inside me, a totem of my cruelty A crystal invasion emerging from the gates of fire Maleficium revels in the cremation of my imagination My entrails are impure, remains stifled by chaos I gift my blood to the one true goddess of love A fire of brutality, a decrepit exposure of the mind My desires are profligatory and were inadvertently broken A spectator of these games, I doubt you’ve ever believed me. You are a fucking cantankerous traitor! My soul stitched together by momentary fragments, what remains of my memories will atrophy Fractals in the eye of my flesh save me from salvation, these lesions form as they are my destiny Oracle of the sun A choir in the moon I have seen it all before The empire of the ruined I’m on my knees, I beg of thee I vomit at your feet, shit forgive! Entrapment and gracelessness I lay my head down on her chest and I jump from the summit to escape I cower with the blood of aether I am the only one left There can be no one else I depart from here tired and haggard So, join me in my primordial dance

Lava rains down where there is no escape, for I melt, collapse, and desiccate in this catastrophic shower I gouged out my eyes with a spoon to be spared from my reflection, I’m no longer blinded by decadence and lust But still, I’m weak, vengeful, and spiteful and I’m so afraid of the luxuria and the fountain of eternal youth The mirror which I’ve saved myself from reflects only the worst of my nature, and my vices only serve to excruciate my torment Wanton my prison by which I’m enthralled, I’m left here adorned and abandoned. Forlorn to fend alone with my devices This flesh of mine forbodes my path to divinity and enlightenment, but the answers are forbidden, tainted by my own design The ashes I shed leave me further unbecoming in these abyssal depths of hatred, I can choose the game, but I can’t change the rules Four thousand, two hundred and seventy-two semi-hexagonal rooms entrance me as the outside walls close in around me A cloistered spectre rises before me and forces me to chew granite as I beg for its love and forgiveness I’ll do away with my decay when I take my revenge, I’m fastened to the vortex and entrapped within my languid skin I’m always ready to submit, but I fuck everything up before anything can blossom, and when I attach myself to these cracks in the wall, I’ll chime An evil aggressor takes me through the stars and desolates the heavenly landscapes, a transparent entity leaves me for its own survival

Misery, atonement, and my perpetual spite I have no more dreams but only a preposterous plight Found betwixt extinction and the creation of life I long for peace but suffer every malicious demand Mandated order through chaos, but for whom we’ll crucify? Affable maladies reign in my battle for lucidity As strangers here we are hanging and ready The gallow pulls me like a string to the furnace Never again Will I ever have to hear a sound Never again Will I ever have to endure any sounds of laughter Angels bring cruelty for their battle I rage I sharpen my scythe, I have only myself to quell I wish to make known, all my weapons against me but I awake drenched in a sweat within a dream of my choosing Never again Will I ever have to hear a sound Never again Will I ever have to endure any sounds of laughter My worthless confession, a perpetual cycle, an androgynous presence, crushing another vow A life without fear, and a death without meaning, an ambiguous contentment, for this curtailed flame An artificial extremity, my sacred fortress, divides exhibitions and seethes as they all leave Many crass humanoids, dig aimlessly through the dirt, and when have we ever had so much time on our hands? So why must I endure? When another life awaits! My narcosis still persists, and I remain no one at all The living perpetually haunt me, corruption is the corpse of the body! Deathly mass brings disparity and enacts my apostasy So many muffled cries, these screeches become overwhelming. What can we share when we have everything? This happy home has destroyed my body Another ghost in the window, and it could be someone I know. These faces serve as a reminder, and I’ll ensure no one will reach me here!

Instinctive machinations I stare in the sapphire Chained by mutilations Disavowed and ordinary A scrupulous creature too hideous to observe Something I’ll befriend, and it will serve only me Inhuman emaciation My monument of degradation Snake skinned conservator A vulnerable predator An incongruence so ghastly, the yoke is strangely pleasing This beauty brings me pain, but is a joy to make my own An insoluble fear lurks in here and it gets worse without my toy but whilst yet we are not hanging, we’ll enjoy our favourite games Your belief forms my survival and we’re fraught by our discrepancies In this ruse only emptiness persists, but without our void how will I keep you here? I push and toil in this desolation, mindless quarrel and my ugliness only serves to fuel the fire, firmness, and mire Together in a coffin made from our flesh, the moor is smiling The herald pulls me into the sea and sticks thorns into my flesh In our fabled dream house We burn inside the sun Precarious movements in these poisoned halls of tongues I’m trapped in a cage with all of my morose cravings Scorned and dilapidated I bleed into the abyss Wouldn’t it be nice to exist? We could be oh, so cheery I fucking hate you all! I’ll make you fucking crawl I FUCKING HATE YOU ALL! I’LL MAKE YOU FUCKING CRAWL They took my dignity A wretched evil tomb All these chalices here I retch for my future As mournful as the sea As dreary as the swamps I watch with a great disdain As my body’s exhumed I need not to worry The Grim Tormentor’s here

I write my elegy before nature draws its final curtain A brutal vision of a great freeze, soon I’ll be uttering my final words Many fleeting memories We had nothing here but time Now I’m stricken by contortions A blemish is all which will remain My labour of flesh for this passionless farce, mercury fills my body The labyrinth of arcane delights, a passage through astral forces Uncouth wilderness magnetises both the wealthy and dismayed I remember my negation as the sand became my enemy Anaemia and contemptuousness As fleeting as the court This entire battlefield Is like a fucking enema Mortified oxygen penetrates the putrefaction of an evil serpent master The stars of omniscience shine on me during my journey to Eden A wicked malefaction Drags me through its ambiguity Nails inside my abdomen I’m only here to feed the earth It’s my rite of passage, this contamination, perseverance here is death, and we’re in love with war and pain I’m abominable and defamed, a fuliginous mire, could it be rebellion to move with the light of isolation? The moon oscillates, divides, and obfuscates. Problems which burn me through, wreak havoc on my flesh Suffer for me, inhumanise my formation, black slime engulfs fire and emerges from the bowels of the earth Scorching flames erupt, the fiery sunshine burns my skin as I’m tainted and defamed The deluge brings joy, I radiate happiness and wonder, and my indignant cries can’t end this pain I’m spiteful and deranged, livid, revengeful, and full of hatred, my doppelgänger chimes my agony Veiled gleams in the sacred zone, the Grim Tormentor calls for me as his exclamations become my wisdom Explosions of depravity, begrudging those I’ve chosen The waste of pandemonium, a market of false hope Extracts of yore spike my veins, sacred and shackled remains A grimace I can’t comprehend, the images they’ve shown are shattered Devil’s fraught by potency, my shell gyrates in an eddy A treasure of oneiric meat, you’ll suffer my compulsions A maladapted spirit drifts, a curious imitation A worm formed by my cremation, you give me your shrouded hand A protégé brings me to my doom, but he doesn’t know any of the keys I hold Dispirited messiahs surround me, they’ll suffer my dependency The orphan brings upon me plagues, serenaded by the bitter songs of yesterday A cartoonish show of force, I’ll show you my love with my trepanning Greed and proliferation drive me to and fro Pink swells, a disturbance, bliss glows, untrammelled The coffin and the gloom, ride out and avenge The hands of the unborn, avoidance and the coil The ape of a treasured contention and my destitute eyes Deity of indescribable woes, souls long lost and forgotten Saccharine elements of my demise, my glamour escapes the pit Five symbols of my contempt, masochistic toil of consumerism Gallery of spiritual torment, in my confounded mausoleum My adversaries greet me as I try to turn around An autonomous congruence guides me through this prolonged day of toil My idolatry remains with what’s left of all my broken dreams The magnitude of dearth gleams with the striking of a thousand swords Maniacal contractions drown out these wild unsilent winds The ladies of the limbo gather around the debris of the black moon The shape rises from beneath the aether and exposes here its malefaction I slither inside the circle which I have created for myself

A harpoon penetrates me and pulls me further from the consummated land Stare into my moulded eyes and desecrate my anomalous body Those ravenous creatures confabulate novel and autonomous experiences through me With many filthy hounds of hell, the misery I bring is ever-present Municipal congestions clog and tear open my already temperamental arteries Austere apparitions corrupt my fatal and grandiose coffin of malignant sadism I rejected the order of being and disfigured the face of creation and man Deformed caricatures, I’ve been saved to destroy, whilst their love guides me, they plot my demise My future here will atrophy and fuel the decimation of my bestial appendages The sovereign suffers through me, within my endless superfluous expansion Oh, I really do not know how I’ll dissolve on this fallow conservation The somersaults I perform which have led me into this performative barotrauma The night is naked and pale as I disappear in the fog of an electrocuting fire An army of militant aggressors possess me and divulge all of my greatest secrets The attrition of my perilous movement in a corroded verisimilitude Infinitesimal strife forms an unreconstructable message by which I am adorned The ember spills and the fires exude a flagrant perfunctory stench They’re chafing my skin with the brick walls of limbo, and I comply for I have nothing else A room full of sacrificial parables scrams with the most indecent of truths Impatiently I wait for the facsimile as my rage confuses those beneath me I confine and compress all those in my vicinity, and relish my paroxysm Brandishing my latest atrocity, I’m alienated further as she whispers her conspiracies An innocuous sickness Has destroyed my face I breathe in the conjugal horrors of pollution If not for the moon Then how could I breathe? I let the most bizarre demons burn with me And If it wasn’t for the aether I might still be alive Forever they will suffer my search for decay All this failure taught me Is that there is no escape A pulmonary infection marks my tongue Inconspicuously they gather As they distort my pain I adopt their mannerisms as I fall into despair This filthy home My own little joke I’m languishing these forlorn issues of corruption I clamber above Humiliating clamour My favourite position to teach and commit treason And still, I am nothing No one remembers my name I’m haunted by the faces of those who never come to call I submit to you As I roam indefinitely These shadows here make a mockery of my conjectures I hate the fucking extracts I embrace A superficial, nebulous spasm forbids my grace For a fixture of a bestial fortitude A simple commonality deforms my vertebrae Our time of collapse defines my prosperity We take our lives here and surrender to the scythe I was seeking love… love? Yes, that of which I am incapable Violence Mocked by an eternity of silence

Slowly I am making my way to the stars The sky was clear, and it was late at night An empty sea and a flash of light With its silent echo, it all fell into place I don’t care I am fucking dead I DON’T CARE I AM FUCKING DEAD! I came here to reap the extracts of my revenge and I am not asking for forgiveness This congruence amends my broken heart For the night is tendered by my dilapidated bones I don’t care I am fucking dead I DON’T CARE I AM FUCKING DEAD! I keep the sarcophagus warm with my territorial irreverence Make a mockery of my grief-stricken dance for I am pathetic This immaterial space rips me apart and catapults me forward When I submit, I disobey therefore I am worthless The song of the ocean is revered with all my pain My mindless pursuit of pleasure will finally end I am lifeless and for that she makes me suffer and with her wrath I learn to live among the dead I don’t care I am fucking dead I DON’T CARE I AM FUCKING DEAD!