Last To Leave

Don’t take my words for granted, I’ve been known to lie from time to time, the wickedness of pulsating penance courses through all I am, depleting life, sucking marrow, spreading disease, patronising words of wisdom, from someone far more fucked than you, dare to stand against me, when in the end you’ll come to realise, …

Red Puddles

The world looks different through its reflection, twisted and perverted, dark and subversive, how bitter it is to swallow, we breathe night and day, we struggle to survive, we yearn just to live, only to die in the end, on a journey towards whatever we let ourselves believe, because we can’t accept, that there’s nothing …

Mirrored Windows

Gaze beyond and see the bitterness of sin, how it has misshaped all that I am, twisted my light into darkness, can you see? Behind my eyes it hides, waiting in the tears I shed, wishing for a tomorrow that can never come, for my yesterday is battered and torn, and I am something else, existing …

Suffer Me

They lie, those wicked words of testament, winding their way through, twisting their way around, tearing their way in, to complete the sin, that was made when you were birthed, so softly was your start, how bitter was your end, come bathe in this, sit down and sing, for there is nothing here for you, …

Sanctuary Of My Insanity

Pasted from pieces of my dismembered mind, are pictures of all the things I left behind, my sanity lost in this nightmare, of what was, what is, what may, lights flicking, my head-splitting, a beast emerging from within, my sin given flesh, my sin given form, my light adrift, my life torn.

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