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OUR BLASPHEMY
I was born of treachery and fire
The ripper spawned from a vivid scar
When true scorn hate-fucked desire
I thrive at the dawn of the Morningstar
Can you hear the melody of dismay
When the madness echos within you?
Your heirloom of doom is my grave
We are scarred with this glorious bleak truth
Beware... the wolves that howl your name
When death and love are the fucking same
Listen... for the curse on your lips
Spit in my face with a fucking kiss
Trust you to never believe in my lies
I’ve forgotten what was remembered
On tablets chiseled by divine
Frauds of God damned zealots I dismembered
Tell me, are you willing to fall with me
From celestial seats of power
To the infernal flames I’ve seen?
For we will raze Babel’s fucking towers
the devil may cry
but I care not
Cast the first stone against the glass
Of reality, the frailty
Will shatter when the cracks
Spread tragedy in vanity
DESTROY THE FACE OF THEIR WORLD
WITH OUR BLASPHEMY
There’s a blackness upon the king of doom
Visceral daydreams are haunting me
Ghosts within the ghasts of the moon
Surely feasting on the saints I deceive
Place our hearts on the altar for the beast
Desires our empty sustenance
Guide us to the chambers of feasts
Gathered for unholy deliverance
Wisdom... of wolves that howl your name
When the end is laced with fucking shame
Laughter... at the end of the line
The hellbound will never fucking die
Leave me a rose upon my vacant tomb
The eclipse of their hour draws near
I will return to claim it soon
And you will revel within their cold fear
Jaded embers flicker emerald light
With the phantoms of loved ones lost to
The whims of man of callous fright
Faith was raped when God’s son was exhumed
the devil may cry
but I care not
Cast the first stone against the glass
Of reality, the frailty
Will shatter when the cracks
Spread tragedy in vanity
DESTROY THE FACE OF THEIR WORLD
WITH OUR BLASPHEMY
We will rise when you fall
Like a cresting bloody tide
Show this bitch the crescent
Dire moon of fucking times
Devoid of compassion
When we spit in your face
Annihilate the sun
We will piss on your grave
the devil may cry
but I care not
Cast the first stone against the glass
Of reality, the frailty
Will shatter when the cracks
Spread tragedy in vanity
DESTROY THE FACE OF THEIR WORLD
WITH OUR BLASPHEMY
(c) 2017 Frank Green
The ripper spawned from a vivid scar
When true scorn hate-fucked desire
I thrive at the dawn of the Morningstar
Can you hear the melody of dismay
When the madness echos within you?
Your heirloom of doom is my grave
We are scarred with this glorious bleak truth
Beware... the wolves that howl your name
When death and love are the fucking same
Listen... for the curse on your lips
Spit in my face with a fucking kiss
Trust you to never believe in my lies
I’ve forgotten what was remembered
On tablets chiseled by divine
Frauds of God damned zealots I dismembered
Tell me, are you willing to fall with me
From celestial seats of power
To the infernal flames I’ve seen?
For we will raze Babel’s fucking towers
the devil may cry
but I care not
Cast the first stone against the glass
Of reality, the frailty
Will shatter when the cracks
Spread tragedy in vanity
DESTROY THE FACE OF THEIR WORLD
WITH OUR BLASPHEMY
There’s a blackness upon the king of doom
Visceral daydreams are haunting me
Ghosts within the ghasts of the moon
Surely feasting on the saints I deceive
Place our hearts on the altar for the beast
Desires our empty sustenance
Guide us to the chambers of feasts
Gathered for unholy deliverance
Wisdom... of wolves that howl your name
When the end is laced with fucking shame
Laughter... at the end of the line
The hellbound will never fucking die
Leave me a rose upon my vacant tomb
The eclipse of their hour draws near
I will return to claim it soon
And you will revel within their cold fear
Jaded embers flicker emerald light
With the phantoms of loved ones lost to
The whims of man of callous fright
Faith was raped when God’s son was exhumed
the devil may cry
but I care not
Cast the first stone against the glass
Of reality, the frailty
Will shatter when the cracks
Spread tragedy in vanity
DESTROY THE FACE OF THEIR WORLD
WITH OUR BLASPHEMY
We will rise when you fall
Like a cresting bloody tide
Show this bitch the crescent
Dire moon of fucking times
Devoid of compassion
When we spit in your face
Annihilate the sun
We will piss on your grave
the devil may cry
but I care not
Cast the first stone against the glass
Of reality, the frailty
Will shatter when the cracks
Spread tragedy in vanity
DESTROY THE FACE OF THEIR WORLD
WITH OUR BLASPHEMY
(c) 2017 Frank Green
Published 21st Aug 2017
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23rd Aug 2017 3:05am
This stanza made me think of the eclipse:
'We will rise when you fall
Like a cresting bloody tide
Show this bitch the crescent
Dire moon of fucking times
Devoid of compassion
When we spit in your face
Annihilate the sun
We will piss on your grave '
Really dramatic piece
'We will rise when you fall
Like a cresting bloody tide
Show this bitch the crescent
Dire moon of fucking times
Devoid of compassion
When we spit in your face
Annihilate the sun
We will piss on your grave '
Really dramatic piece
23rd Aug 2017 4:05am
23rd Aug 2017 11:17pm
So many lines! Truly magical. Becoming one of my favorites.
Thanks for sharing the dark.
Christopher
Thanks for sharing the dark.
Christopher
24th Aug 2017 2:08am
