misery

 
collecting in the depths my shadows descend
a horror of honesty spikes through
a harlot of misery my spiked heels impale you
riding you into Ghenna where the bodies stank

with the knowledge I am testing your sanity
driving you deeper still into Hades the underworld
your flesh is burned off
and I see your fear

you are transported into my realm of hate
Cerebus don't recognize your orders
The coronavictims collect on the sidelines
insane they have been terrorized
but now they can see their demons faces
it's going to be a dogfight

I conjure my cenobites who have sided with the pagan book
after all books or organized religion are spell books
meant to divide and conquer
their flesh has undergone much torture
and they are parents now

what was meant to defeat us only strengthens us
we will use their cursed medication against them
the demons are hungry for recompense
our minds manipulated feel everything

the sea of forgetfulness is no longer barren
but has brought forth truth
in every form and monstrous pain

the black holes have taken note
there will be no comfortable numbness for them
only a solitary wandering in deserts of their creation

we are not educated horses to be hijacked
while these beings practice deplorable acts
leaving the soul to alone pay the price
while their queen feeds her face their misery