he, The Beast

Creeping through the shadows, the false prophet Messiah swallows your faith and leads you into his abominable catacombs where he traps your being and peels your flesh to provide his unearthly sustenance as you are devoured and re-purposed for his Holocaust upon the people. Constructing the delusion of hope, luring you to the security of death, in his palms he makes you weep for the torment to seize the neurons in your brain. Now you have become a disposable puppet for the harvester of humanity and the vessel for this ritual, causing his demonic entity dragging through your heart's serenity and captivating our unmistakable eternity shall kill any sense of our mind's capabilities at individuality. Dying in tonight's winter moon, he lays you waiting to prey as your soul wanders from your still body.