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WINDS OF THE CHARNEL HOUSE
I thrive as the sun dies
Never again to lay its curse on me
Tonight the scars revolt
A horror show long in the making
The tremble in the eye of the beholder
As I live on the edge of the jagged dagger
Hang me out to dry
With corpses in the sky
I cross myself with strips of virgin sinew
And pray to the darkness for evil renewed
Winds of the frozen north chill my body
Join me when your heart stops beating
The blackened tome recites my fucking name
When you’re dreaming and screaming
I spit blood on every fucking page
The shadows grow deeper when cooling embers
Slowly die when the fading stars are dismembered
Cannibalize meat
And tenderize disease
I seem a little closer to Hell underground
As I wait for my turn to take up the crown
I strive for things denied
Reaching for the poison inside the cure
For what I’ll never be
I have never been so fucking sure
Winds of the charnel house wash my body
Join me when your heart stops beating
The blackened tome recites my fucking name
When you’re dreaming and screaming
I spit blood on every fucking page
I will be there at the end of the fucking world
Above the raging flames with my wings unfurled
Drenched in the blood of the dead and dying
High above the slaughter I’m your fucking king
WINDS OF THE CHARNEL HOUSE
WASH MY BODY
Winds of the charnel house wash my body
Join me when your heart stops beating
The blackened tome recites my fucking name
When you’re dreaming and screaming
I spit blood on every fucking page
(c) 2017 Frank Green
Published 16th May 2017
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16th May 2017 00:39am
"Winds of the charnel house wash my body
Join me when your heart stops beating
The blackened tome recites my fucking name
When you’re dreaming and screaming
I spit blood on every fucking page"
damn it my Dark Lord I love the black rage of this write..
It shook me to my core..
love Crim
Join me when your heart stops beating
The blackened tome recites my fucking name
When you’re dreaming and screaming
I spit blood on every fucking page"
damn it my Dark Lord I love the black rage of this write..
It shook me to my core..
love Crim
29th May 2017 1:23am
17th May 2017 1:03am
This is a very creative look at Armageddon, every line in this is really great, vivid and descriptive....
29th May 2017 1:23am
