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- - - "SPEAK" - - -
"Speak, Mortal
Thy will be done"
It came to me
In the midst
Of fluttering candle light
But bound inside
Choking mists
A slave to halos of night
A secret name
Angels kissed
The lips of the demon blight
The screaming heads
Chaos bliss
Lo and behold such a sight
Those heaven sent in malcontent
Sit upon spires in deep lament
When the blame and shame
Become one and the same
They awake and quake
In the lake of flame I make
Trials of morality
Twists of reality
Lurkers inside
The thorns of the mind
Walls of mortality
Turns the calamity
"Speak, Demon
Thy will be done"
The frothing mouths
Venomous
The birth of the devil scorn
Dragged across floors
Viper pits
Bite at the juicy parts torn
Break down the walls
Spit and hiss
Until the roses are worn
On pentagrams
The dead lists
Of demon names now reborn
Trials of morality
Twists of reality
Lurkers inside
The thorns of the mind
Walls of mortality
Turns the calamity
Those heaven sent in malcontent
Sit upon spires in deep lament
When the blame and shame
Become one and the same
They awake and quake
In the lake of flame I make
A thousand eyes
A thousand cries
Echo back to me
Across eternity
"Speak, Angel
Thy will be done"
I speak to her
Statuesque
Lashed to the creeping fungus
Thorns pierce my flesh
A caress
The living death surrounds us
She sips my blood
Bated breath
The rise of forest-clad lust
Blackened halo
Welcome death
Beating heart about to burst
Trials of morality
Twists of reality
Lurkers inside
The thorns of the mind
Walls of mortality
Turns the calamity
Those heaven sent in malcontent
Sit upon spires in deep lament
When the blame and shame
Become one and the same
They awake and quake
In the lake of flame I make
(c) 2015 Frank Green
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