the grudge
She's derailed the system
ate her halo rare and vanished
devoured thin air
and mesmerized the tolls that strip angels bare...
The dark coils of weeping clouds bestow a mournful shroud
but determination in her loins collapses veins of now
The bitter reflection:
"deskin those virtues you hold dear true...and if consolation or heed seeps through...destroy and quarter the mortal sins...let life begin again"
The displacement shell:
"I'll keep my solidarity intact...but alas the straps wear thin..."
She flies from trine to trine adrift a cloud of thorns and yellow dust, between the legs of serpents past, sanctifying upper crust
when lo behold on a lake of sweat she spots a devils claw and wept...molten tears of rage and dew...feeling barbed wire pulling through, encased in a box of glass a heart of silkin black traumas past...recalls the hardship, cold stones cast...she ponders "long this pain will last"...
The black mountians cast a shadow matching her redecorated heart...her discontent becomes the flies...wearing a mourning shroud of cancer she beholds the scenery before her...She can't help but smile, the switchblades of her backwards virtue...unrecognizable to common frequencies
She marks her future with an "x"...the designated spot of her reigning downpour...suffer everyone who has deemed her lame in the past...
Her beauty strikes a blow with a lead-laden fist...noone can truly compare....noone
So the world becomes her black castle...with a smile visable in negative light and eyes that consumed and radiate literal hell...she becomes the new plague. And with this unholy plague she wrought...all shall willingly bow and be havoced from within with bright white light...
But please don't abhor her...with her new face and new name...more rightous then ever...she has the key and the text to make man crumble...
all who despise shudder in her name...
~I love this song...written by Emperor 1994 \\m//
ate her halo rare and vanished
devoured thin air
and mesmerized the tolls that strip angels bare...
The dark coils of weeping clouds bestow a mournful shroud
but determination in her loins collapses veins of now
The bitter reflection:
"deskin those virtues you hold dear true...and if consolation or heed seeps through...destroy and quarter the mortal sins...let life begin again"
The displacement shell:
"I'll keep my solidarity intact...but alas the straps wear thin..."
She flies from trine to trine adrift a cloud of thorns and yellow dust, between the legs of serpents past, sanctifying upper crust
when lo behold on a lake of sweat she spots a devils claw and wept...molten tears of rage and dew...feeling barbed wire pulling through, encased in a box of glass a heart of silkin black traumas past...recalls the hardship, cold stones cast...she ponders "long this pain will last"...
The black mountians cast a shadow matching her redecorated heart...her discontent becomes the flies...wearing a mourning shroud of cancer she beholds the scenery before her...She can't help but smile, the switchblades of her backwards virtue...unrecognizable to common frequencies
She marks her future with an "x"...the designated spot of her reigning downpour...suffer everyone who has deemed her lame in the past...
Her beauty strikes a blow with a lead-laden fist...noone can truly compare....noone
So the world becomes her black castle...with a smile visable in negative light and eyes that consumed and radiate literal hell...she becomes the new plague. And with this unholy plague she wrought...all shall willingly bow and be havoced from within with bright white light...
But please don't abhor her...with her new face and new name...more rightous then ever...she has the key and the text to make man crumble...
all who despise shudder in her name...
~I love this song...written by Emperor 1994 \\m//