Crossing the path of righteous belief
Shaking fists at your cowering creed
You deny, with a straight lie
You force the lie and spread it as law
Clutching your symbols
Known as reminders
If only you'd waken
From this morbid nightmare
Divide, within a straight line
You enforce the line
And uphold it as the law
Written 05-03-2008
Monday, October 29, 2012
Saturday, October 27, 2012
Merciless Fate
Believe what your masters tell you
Divise the ethics, the moral
Your death will be called upon
Your blank stare tell a fate worse than death
Merciless
My blood has turned to ash
Enabled me
The current will to nothing
Merciless
Imprisoned by life
To become the sceptic
Written 22-04-2009
Divise the ethics, the moral
Your death will be called upon
Your blank stare tell a fate worse than death
Merciless
My blood has turned to ash
Enabled me
The current will to nothing
Merciless
Imprisoned by life
To become the sceptic
Written 22-04-2009
Monday, October 22, 2012
Desensitize
See it as it's going
Coming around again
Please play the game
Stay in the game
Be what you're told
So divine the excess
So pleasurable indeed!
Be the slave
Pave the way
Drone until forever!
Don't make a sound
Are you going to be everything you want?
Does it pay, keep you safe?
Maybe for today?
Buy into the worst
Demoralize for now
Drink a bit
Fuck a bit
Don't you dare think!
Desensitize right now!
Wriitten 28-02-2008
Coming around again
Please play the game
Stay in the game
Be what you're told
So divine the excess
So pleasurable indeed!
Be the slave
Pave the way
Drone until forever!
Don't make a sound
Are you going to be everything you want?
Does it pay, keep you safe?
Maybe for today?
Buy into the worst
Demoralize for now
Drink a bit
Fuck a bit
Don't you dare think!
Desensitize right now!
Wriitten 28-02-2008
Saturday, October 20, 2012
The Scourge of God
These poetic ailments
Of non descriptive nature
Debase the inspiration
Aesthetics suffer through negation
Words are but words
Even when lost in translation
I vy a why for their scriptures
Asinine burdens, fake damnations
Undeveloped still
Pose a corpse for their bloodletting
A choice of martyrs if you will
Unquestionable, it's themselves they seem to kill
Now wrath is up for grabs
Unholy cults are cursing your ass!
From the waist you are gut
A stream of blood
Satisfies the religious slut/nut
We are the nails through your flesh!
We are the horns of distress!
We are the black blood that feeds the dogs!
You're outwilled and outnumbered;
We are legion!
The scourge of your God!
Written 31-03-2006
Of non descriptive nature
Debase the inspiration
Aesthetics suffer through negation
Words are but words
Even when lost in translation
I vy a why for their scriptures
Asinine burdens, fake damnations
Undeveloped still
Pose a corpse for their bloodletting
A choice of martyrs if you will
Unquestionable, it's themselves they seem to kill
Now wrath is up for grabs
Unholy cults are cursing your ass!
From the waist you are gut
A stream of blood
Satisfies the religious slut/nut
We are the nails through your flesh!
We are the horns of distress!
We are the black blood that feeds the dogs!
You're outwilled and outnumbered;
We are legion!
The scourge of your God!
Written 31-03-2006
Friday, October 19, 2012
Angel of the Bottomless Pit
Writhing sarcastically
A hell created so fervently
By those that choose to suffer
Without will, demise is what they seek
The fall of the believer
A truth that opens their eyes
Kill what's left of God
(And) become the son of eternal skies
None shall repent
Without light there is a way!
Cast to earth, for no other place exists
Our symbol: The angel of the bottomless pit
In lies there is no gain
To serve? Your deceived again
Revel and reap the rewards!
The world does not need to be the same
Snakes shall ever slither
And Gods come and go
Religions will fail and wither
And all will end below
We are non repentant
Lust will conquer all
The earth is thine if you will it
The 'holy' shall grovel
In their self made bottomless pit
Stupidity is your only sin
To live is to win!
Die your saviour's death
And leave those be who walk
The serpentine path
Written 16-10-2012
A hell created so fervently
By those that choose to suffer
Without will, demise is what they seek
The fall of the believer
A truth that opens their eyes
Kill what's left of God
(And) become the son of eternal skies
None shall repent
Without light there is a way!
Cast to earth, for no other place exists
Our symbol: The angel of the bottomless pit
In lies there is no gain
To serve? Your deceived again
Revel and reap the rewards!
The world does not need to be the same
Snakes shall ever slither
And Gods come and go
Religions will fail and wither
And all will end below
We are non repentant
Lust will conquer all
The earth is thine if you will it
The 'holy' shall grovel
In their self made bottomless pit
Stupidity is your only sin
To live is to win!
Die your saviour's death
And leave those be who walk
The serpentine path
Written 16-10-2012
Tuesday, October 16, 2012
All His Dominion is in Darkness
Contemplate the metaphysics
Statues of war, praise the psychotics
For drugged they be
By political stance
Fighting against their own
In a biblical trance
Until suffering declines
You may proceed
Weeding the bastards out
With an unholy creed
Caught in this drivle
They call it progress
But I have my own law
Amid the legion of darkness
Your empires crumble again
Spiraling, as this world keeps turning
And like every cycle, face the sameness
Gather around and start your sinning
All his dominion is in darkness
Come say out loud
Spew words at them
We're part of the proud
Swear allegiance, we sin
Live our life
Take as we desire
No need for their strife
Abstinence: a curse for the pious
Trample them under hoof!
Guard the temples of pleasure!
Your sweet-talk is getting you nowhere...
The father is gone
As we join the serpent under the sun
Tears turn to blood again
We sip of the wine and spit in your face
Before a rotten corpse you kneel and pray
Your sickness manifests through your disgrace
All his dominion is in darkness
Written 13-08-2006
Statues of war, praise the psychotics
For drugged they be
By political stance
Fighting against their own
In a biblical trance
Until suffering declines
You may proceed
Weeding the bastards out
With an unholy creed
Caught in this drivle
They call it progress
But I have my own law
Amid the legion of darkness
Your empires crumble again
Spiraling, as this world keeps turning
And like every cycle, face the sameness
Gather around and start your sinning
All his dominion is in darkness
Come say out loud
Spew words at them
We're part of the proud
Swear allegiance, we sin
Live our life
Take as we desire
No need for their strife
Abstinence: a curse for the pious
Trample them under hoof!
Guard the temples of pleasure!
Your sweet-talk is getting you nowhere...
The father is gone
As we join the serpent under the sun
Tears turn to blood again
We sip of the wine and spit in your face
Before a rotten corpse you kneel and pray
Your sickness manifests through your disgrace
All his dominion is in darkness
Written 13-08-2006
Sunday, October 14, 2012
The Hidden One
Disguised by many;
The prince, the fiend
Classic fear of the unknown
Ritualize what man thinks obscene
A short vocation of the one
Synchronized with those
Under the black sun
Of unhallowed grounds
You spake thus the word
Lost within the paradox of thought
Throwing verses
Poisoning; the insistence
I Pray, death for thee
From nothing, begotten
Becoming as the hidden one
I should despise more
Your everyday corruption
I will deny more
What's become mass consumption
Pounding out beliefs
I am the thrust of the hammer
Remember, we may be the same...
But we're not!
The answer comes in pieces
Shattered through the mind
If one doesn't learn
You'll follow the blind
And your tales of unlove
And all the death throes
Hath become the disease of time
From fire reborn
Eternally known as the hidden one
Written 09/18-01-2007
The prince, the fiend
Classic fear of the unknown
Ritualize what man thinks obscene
A short vocation of the one
Synchronized with those
Under the black sun
Of unhallowed grounds
You spake thus the word
Lost within the paradox of thought
Throwing verses
Poisoning; the insistence
I Pray, death for thee
From nothing, begotten
Becoming as the hidden one
I should despise more
Your everyday corruption
I will deny more
What's become mass consumption
Pounding out beliefs
I am the thrust of the hammer
Remember, we may be the same...
But we're not!
The answer comes in pieces
Shattered through the mind
If one doesn't learn
You'll follow the blind
And your tales of unlove
And all the death throes
Hath become the disease of time
From fire reborn
Eternally known as the hidden one
Written 09/18-01-2007
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