(no subject)

[to_the_wicked]

---Sinthrust---

Prodding the darkness
enter me.
slowly the depths it sinks
inside.
Crawling down below the skin so theres

-No other Place to hide-

the hateful suffer unto me
following like a cult
through the waste and the strain.

-suffer unto me,unfortunant pain-

The sinful offer unto me.
Carrying on a cross
the life of anguish and loss.

-the head of baphomet to drain and cleanse-

Swords clashing through the dark
the light
corruption bringing the end
a swirling circle of blight.

Bring your axes mauls and spears.
remove the head in the sun
bring on the sadness and tears.

-one more loss to the darkest toss-

The rainbow leads not to the end
but to the shackles that bind
the torture set to impend

-the torture in motion to Spin-