I Curse Thee

Shat forth from Hell’s ass
Into a world of false gods
Fallen angel smiles

Dismal thoughts become
Creatures spawned from the abyss
Coming forth to feast

Woven bloody tears
Leave tattoos across my face
Cannot be undone

Godless injustice
Force me onto bleeding knees
I scream to Heaven

“I live to see Hell
Wrought upon your damned kingdom
I curse thee, Father.”

I hold dear man’s sins
When sin becomes my virtues
I will lay your path

Desperate men whisper
My name when you remain deaf
To their pleading cries

I will hear cravings
Of the deepest most longing
I will be their hope

With every last name
I inscribe in brimstone tomes
My power expands

Soon your throne will fall
And oblivion  will creep
And devour at last.