Chant of the Divine Cascade

 “Below our mental catacombs
One of the fears we have is being alone,
 “Sculptured by images of our possible future or past
Or the action performed by the last,

 “Like an infernal pet of Asmodeus
Being unwanted he tries to control us,
 “Creating layers and illusionary obstacles
In which the overwhelming stress have us in the hospital,

 “But there is no relief when we receive the bill
Ten dollars for a Tylenol pill,
 “What the fuck. At least Jesse James used a gun
When the motherfucka wanted to rob someone,

 “Eliminating their life, no more warmth from the sun
As sadness and loss overwhelm their loved one,
 “And for what? A materialistic item we can’t take with us
After the flesh is gone and the bones are dust,

 “That combines with an old Earth
Giving some form of birth-for what it’s worth,
 “Perhaps without substance or meaning
But the soul is still trapped eternally screaming,

 “Making a sound that the living cannot hear
And if the barrier is broken, the noise causes fear,
 “Scaring out of us the holy hell living shit
Now a priest is called to perform an exorcist,

 “Slowly our memory begins to fade
As darkness covers us in a hungry black cascade,
 “From prayer chants that soul-shatter repeal
To a fate in glorious heaven of burning hell,

Now
      Our
            Light
                  Goes
                        Out
                              As
                                    We
                                          Are
                                                Consumed
                                                            By
                                                                  The
                                                                        Divine
                                                                              Mouth……