M.T.S

Demons are taught to fear my name before birth

It is no coincidence that i am here,in this atmosphere on this planet: Earth.

This is not a warning given, but a template into something that would frighten harmony into becoming....

but what it succumbs to is the answer.

The cause of cancer is the tongue that you allow yourself to speak and wallow with.

Raggedy.

You are the tragedy onset, yea, you regret the wet and wish to wash in nonsense. Look at you, isn't it obvious?

Calling into you. Wishing you a point of courage and sinful disrepair.

That's why you choose to worship, instead of appreciate.

You pray because you are scared.

So this is the value of what we have to do to you, since we have shown you the "light".

If i do not dine on your ever-blessed soul when you are in slumber, then you may be safe to continue your elated journey INTO "Purgatory or Glory".

Then,if you have to succumbed this violent kiss, you will become dead while alive, and have seen your soul eaten in a form of a knife raped in your dreams, in the name of "all that is suppose to be & Holy".

As you awake and emerge the visions of the shadows, as piece by moment you recall as if seeing flesh in a distant being eaten by a screaming being. You cannot shake the pin size seconds is reality and what you remember when you were dreaming, seeing.


One you cannot remember. One that you cannot want to see.  
The feeling is constant constricted claustrophobic cold burning without escape and knowing it is doom and no point to remedy.

The shape of Pain.  

It's like remembering sounds that somewhat compound bells to warn and ring, purposely eaten by my tongues in the atomic rain.

Your "love" is a contradiction, in a hunt for the masses to bleed puss-vile piss from their brains.

M.T.S is my name.  i devour souls when life is asleep.

When&Then&Always&Again