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Utterance of the Deceased

This night is a rapture
Digging a grave
To hide all exposed
Wretched dogs
Laid to rot

Lay bare this futility
Admit nothing
Scream up into the light
Let worms fall from above
The heavens turn to grey
Turn this land to waste



Substance and the furmented
Nothing is a drug to me
No pleasure to savor
My dreams in decay
Silence is my pure emotion


Desecrate sacred sayings
With the bitter truth
Find a home without torment
In the slumber eluding

Cruel leaders together
Seek to indulge bloodlust
Algophobic, kill even the peaceful
So no utterance or action
Will mar the well-being
Held so holy
Savoring the slaying
They'll act as though
It was morose yet
Necessary, admit nothing

Beg a beggar for pity
Nude in a nordic winter
Ice hangs off the eyelids
Of the slain
Still breathing in death
Imprisoned by pain
No fantasy to gaze upon
Reality is the only fate

Crucified by the fearful
Somber and bleeding
Innocence quickly fleeting
Vicitim to the violence
Of godforsaken
Human beings.
Written by anonymouslyhere (Pariah Shadow)
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Author's Note
I've been listening to a lot of black-metal recently, it inspired this piece quite heavily.
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