Sunday, July 27, 2008
The Dawn Of Violence
The death that lies between us
lost in the dark shallow instant
of forged discovery
We keep only what is useless
can you hear the whispering?
The pure touch of it?
Let us bow to its revelry.
Indulge in Nothingness.
I have become all I have feared
I would become, and more.
No shadow would dare follow me now.
what once was so innocent and enslaved in beauty
and delivered upon it the gentle rages
Of A Madman,
come to life
in all its ugly mischievous brilliance.
The Dawn of Violence has been awoken.
god only help you now