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- - - OPPRESSION - - -
I can see your walls crumbling
The rubble piles before my feet
I can sense your will shattering
The object of your defeat
Devorabit in caelum
Succumbant ad mortem
Grata tenebris
The oppressor and transgressor
A blight upon your desires
Tears ravaged in such sweet sorrow
Consumed in fire
Foretold tomorrow
The voice in the night, tragedy
Suffering is sweet on the tongue
Defilers of reality
Altars where dead hymns are sung
Devorabit in caelum
Succumbant ad mortem
Grata tenebris
The oppressor and transgressor
A blight upon your desires
Tears ravaged in such sweet sorrow
Consumed in fire
Foretold tomorrow
can you feel it
the incestuous shadow
crawling across your flesh
the madness
the badness
cumming home?
The frigid waters ‘neath thunder
Ravens flutter with still pulse
Hold you close with love and murder
In the Nether whence we convulse
Devorabit in caelum
Succumbant ad mortem
Grata tenebris
The oppressor and transgressor
A blight upon your desires
Tears ravaged in such sweet sorrow
Consumed in fire
Foretold tomorrow
(c) 2016 Frank Green
Published 19th Dec 2016
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Anonymous
20th Dec 2016 4:42am
Dark Lord....these lines within the darkness of this incredibly weighted ink pressed into my soul...I inhaled deep...
"The voice in the night, tragedy
Suffering is sweet on the tongue
Defilers of reality
Altars where dead hymns are sung"
xoxo Sweet Sacrifice
"The voice in the night, tragedy
Suffering is sweet on the tongue
Defilers of reality
Altars where dead hymns are sung"
xoxo Sweet Sacrifice
