Immaterial

Brutality feeds my killing spree
Sentimental lives summoned me
To enter your death, indisposed
Within an artful masquerade, I’ve posed
 
I hunt with intentions to violently disengage
The continuous conformity of everlasting rage
Severity of power exonerated in my mind
My conscience is my altered state; spiritually blind
 
Controlling your mind frame  
The emptiness is swelling  
Overtaking your soul
The use is compelling  
 
Immaterial possession
Vulgar, ill-bred obsession
My insanity is my confession
Damaging my lethal succession
 
I steal your identity
Dissect your mind
No promises
No clues
No victim you will find
Flesh entwined in my mask
Proving to be no fatuous task
 
My seal of secrecy I take to master the victory
When I summon to the gods  
and show winsome bravery
Within the privacy of my domain
I preserve my sympathy  
Dependent on the offering  
And its severity
 
Temptations despise my cabalistic instinct
In my mind the pain is excruciatingly distinct
I inflict necrophobia on your living brain
Enter my consistency, invisibly insane
 
Lesser power to the god  
whose acceptance is restricted  
To merge on the form of complete
And then be convicted
To the devil
My newborn fate
He’s purer than all could tell
For I’d rather spend my endless nights
Shivering in hell