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- - - THE NOCTURNAL CONFIGURATION - - -
Rise!
At the edge of night
The song of suffering
Resounds beyond light
The puzzle box tempts me with forbidden splendors
I can hear the echoing screams reserved for demons
Becoming one with the darkness, at home with the swarm
The sermon of the apocalypse seeping in the venom
Are the crimson parables
Really so terrible
When death doth waken
In life chimerical?
Killing the cause of murders of crows flying hallow
Urging our fears within desires of cenobites
Touch upon the tombstones decorating the heavens
Paving the way, rising with godless and sodomites
The moon rises with the heights of pain
Passing above cemetery clouds
Scarlet rain pours upon holy screams
The configuration, nocturnal
Wrapped in burial shrouds
Jesus wept, unspeakable
Tears so deceivable
Empty words to man
To a world, gullible
The piercing spear was but the thorn of Leviathan
Cries of anguish are a hymn to the damned ones, akin
To the pleasures presented before the altar of pain
From the face of Eve to her cunt, I rip upon her skin
Lead me unto temptation
When abominations
Vaginal juices
Secrete from lacerations
Ask me not to bow before thy host
For thine sin is lost within thyself
Lower thee, forsworn, malice ghost
Unto pits ov scornful Hell
The moon rises with the heights of pain
Passing above cemetery clouds
Scarlet rain pours upon holy screams
The configuration, nocturnal
Wrapped in burial shrouds
Fealty in severance
Without deliverance
Screaming to Heaven
With tongues branded
Treacherous
The moon rises with the heights of pain
Passing above cemetery clouds
Scarlet rain pours upon holy screams
The configuration, nocturnal
Wrapped in burial shrouds
Rise!
At the edge of night
The song of suffering
Resounds beyond light
(c) 2016 Frank Green
Published 9th Nov 2016
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9th Nov 2016 4:30am
Darkest Lord i've met the cenobites in person they are a terrifying, exciting race..
you really got me with this darkened scribe..
Hell yeah!!!
love Crim
you really got me with this darkened scribe..
Hell yeah!!!
love Crim
9th Nov 2016 4:32am
I believe we all have some cenobite in us. If godliness is to abstain our sin must come from somewhere. Thank you for the kind words and RL add. I've missed you on here.
9th Nov 2016 4:37am
