I twist in sick pleasure
I welcome with a smile, psychotic
the process to accelerate excitement in the treat
I do confide in morbid methods and extremes
I embrace you!
I awake you to the point of only trembles
lost so deep with fire hate constructed
with nine needles in your skull to employ the leakage
reinventing the enviromental peek of crimson visions
i leave you in agreement to the silent treatment
I observe you with a smirk at ease
a twitch affects me as "FIEND", the air you breathe
creator or creature leaves my name on either side
defining the reality of sanity with lies.
OK, and you thought "Queen of the Dead" was scary? I mean "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" very scary. This is some kind of psychotic poem, it's crazy. My favorite part was this part
"I twist in sick pleasure I welcome with a smile, psychotic The process to accelerate excitment in the treat I do confide in morbid methods and extremes."
I don't know why, but that just sticks out so much and made me want to keep going, but the rest of the poem didn't have so much excitment to it. It was a very good ending to the poem, but it doesn't give so much excitment as the first four lines do.