Pantomimes of the dusk,
Amidst the shadows embraced by Death's eye,
Cursed by bindings of phantasmal lechery,
Venture solemnly amongst the dreary wood.
Let chaos intertwine and plague the senseless soil
With famine stretched across diluted eyes.
Incubi promulgate the negative messiah
Blackened by the doom in the violated womb.
The evil made flesh contracts in the conclave,
For the avatar that is blood chastises the venomed soul
And licks the pores of lepered skin,
Coagulated under this blanket of sin.
Suffering of mental crucifixion and bodily decay
As they ride the inferno upon daemon stars in the sky.
The metropolis of a bubonic race is
Reigned silently in the shadow of the Augustus,
Breeding upon a six foot grave,
Nestled deep in the luxury of God,
An unsettling neurotica.
Within these conniptions is the truth that is longed for,
As I release the mephisto...