Son of the moonless

Merciless ruthless executioner memories shift fast .
Apocryphal invocations and infernal psalms spoken .
I’m whispering on the winds their sooner doom .
Beyond the forgotten realms looking my inner self .
This existence no longer in weakness , fists ready to hurt .
Forevermore their days were shortened under my curse .
Till my soul meets unholiness a voice from the depths strengthen .
In the labyrinth of mind I'm son of the moonless .
Cyclones of hate when ruins long for lost grandeurs .
The mourning ,the passion the nocturnal decease .
Fire and red scalps on this orb to night’s demise .
Trampled on a wounded doomed sandy crystal shores .
Decades of Innocents along with tears and woe .
Remember my heart tightens from pain sleepless .
Locked forgotten times of glory yet tales were told .
This hatred since ancient times revolt is my motive .