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- - - ARCHETYPE OF DEVILISH INTENT - - -
I twist and turn in beastly throes
When satanic poetry bleeds my soul
Dry like broken hearted crows
I curse and verse holy ghosts
Engorged in the pits below
Commanding senate seats
And holy men that spread the worst
To stack the flesh and eat the meat
From the backseat of the hearse
High on the devil's wings
Scents of graveyards and morning dew
In company of whores and kings
Deathly crews fucking repeatedly
In my name, in my name
My word is written, commandments
In innocent blood
A chant so pure, an overture
At the feet of pagan gods
In blood soaked groves where vipers gnaw
Fanatics, surely, gather for the feast
To shred the flesh with a saw
Reverse the hearse over ghosts
And stuff them into the maw
Driven to burning stakes
By hands of righteous corrupters
Being lashed to the wheel of hate
Forced by the will of seducers
Regale me with my shame
The fire burns me, wickedly
As you consign me to the flames
Behold, I laugh hysterically
Infamous, infamous
My word is written, commandments
In innocent blood
A chant so pure, an overture
At the feet of pagan gods
Your freewill dictates and subverts
That you are bound for Hell
In my kingdom, your cohorts
Suffer in their deal
My rivers run red with your blood
The crucifixion nails
Steadily poison your God
Makes such a splendid tale
I twist and turn in beastly throes
When satanic poetry bleeds my soul
Dry like broken hearted crows
I curse and verse holy ghosts
Engorged in the pits below
The sweet scent of wormwood
Lingers upon my silken sheets
Yes, crawl inside, I think you should
Enjoy your front row seat
Of the apocalypse
When dipped in sin you can repent
You plant a kiss on the lips on
The archetype of devilish intent
In the ash, in the ash
My word is written, commandments
In innocent blood
A chant so pure, an overture
At the feet of pagan gods
(c) 2015 Frank Green
Published 27th Jul 2015
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Anonymous
28th Jul 2015 3:35am
"I twist and turn in beastly throes
When satanic poetry bleeds my soul
Dry like broken hearted crows
I curse and verse holy ghosts
Engorged in the pits below"
My, my, King Hades. . .your satanic ink just keeps getting better and better. . .Something poignant out of Slayer, me thinks; Tom Araya would be jealous. . .Not only was I entertained, I was spellbound. . .*sigh*. . .xoxo, Devlin;)
When satanic poetry bleeds my soul
Dry like broken hearted crows
I curse and verse holy ghosts
Engorged in the pits below"
My, my, King Hades. . .your satanic ink just keeps getting better and better. . .Something poignant out of Slayer, me thinks; Tom Araya would be jealous. . .Not only was I entertained, I was spellbound. . .*sigh*. . .xoxo, Devlin;)
28th Jul 2015 5:39am
Devlin, thank you so much for that. I can't express how much that means to me.
