Branches swept aside
Prepare to override
And hasten past the trees
As Sorrow's growth entwines me
Conceiving to my cost
My bearings I lost.

Inscrutably pale, wondrous wood
Fraught with woes...

The glade... through lonely trees the wind moans
Romance in day

A way
A way through a senescent gloaming
Into the daggered wold
Whose quondam death longs for me

A boisterous breakdown
Of stark disintegration
Harshly foiled the outbreak
The gigantic febrile collapse
Usurped the fleeting vigour

I had wreaked my lurid hav

Darkest green louring at me...

I fled into the mouth of the sultry swamp
Warm rain washed down my sweat
To the virgin morass
My feet sank down into the vegetable mould
As I hectically escaped from a disenchanting sun.

Abrupt slope in a morose realm...
Where the co

Crying for remission of sins
Inner fight against faith begins
Couldn't resist the temptation
Seduced by the need of the flesh
Obeying the merciful messiah
Who leads and controls their desires
To release them from disgrace and dismay
The bastards mustn't see the light

Mayhem in the city, desolation devoured helpless lives
The storm deracinated trees, the earth quaked, created for demise
The buildings were destroyed, big chaos, hopeless people with no aims
Thousands burst under debris, and burnt to death in a sea of flames
A mass of blood and t

Hundreds of thousands
Well-defined operands in an intricate equation
Perfect conciseness
A fulminant contrivance pushing brilliance to its apex

Confirmed by reality
Ailing objectors turned out to be fools

Lingering dilemma
Of the ungifted man
Being vexed by an

Insidious fog, draw near to shelter me
No single look shall penetrate into my reich of gloom

I absorb the morbid force of the turbid paleness

There is another world apart from mine
And only hate can sift to the other side
Slowly stiffness grows inside my inmost self
A

Torn is now the lumpish nest
A simper razed at Pain's behest.
Plumpness has been contused
In the pent-up machines of truth

With extravagant intractability

Terse algorithms of massive terror
Hypersonic ammunition of a furious colossus

Inverse permutations in falt

I am a wolfish moloch
On a foray into ultimate woes...
Gaining on the dry cold of depraved lament.

The mopes are fadeless
Guarded by this sword of mine

I am a lordless monarch
With unmasked romantic views
Soured by chill since times long past
Unbowed within Fr

Inconsistent ClayBlood totemist
In a crude callous sweltering sludge of pettiness
The daunting defrauder, cerise perpetrator
Painstakingly slunk away... superficially,
Flustering, flurrying.
A principal of full-blooded shame.

That ample ambit of acrid abstruseness
S

Uncontrollable forces focus their powers on me

Arousing wicked hatred
That was lurking in my heart
Much to my relief all hope has fled for ever.
It's up to me
Waiting to perform...

These rusty chains that bound me
Now lie shattered before my feet

For I am to

Oh life can't satisfy my pain and misery

Fear... demoralized
God... sends holy messengers
Cry... darken your life
Lost in the sphere, within no soul remains

Falling... in your sleep they lurk to haunt you
Bleeding... colliding with your soul and sanity

Your drea

Their fatuous drabness I invade to perplex
- a trailblazer heading for a fatal tryst

The sole true decisive thesis is in conflict with the limpness
Of the construct of their callow plan
Their inept irksome poorness...
The programmatic inanity will be trembling at the blast<

Humiliate the weak
Demoralizing ways to destroy the soul you seek
A bestial behaviour
Deep inside the subconscious of humanity

The grief of the chosen victim
Creates hateful satisfation
Even at the edge of sanity
No end of the terror's to be seen

Searching for

A hoarse moan blows steam into the dark
Leavening the night with a regnant weaponed direness

As melodies of malady hover in the wind
Tunes that the weak chant for their divinity
A cadaverous silhouette moves

Infuriated by ingrowing scorn
Which evokes the urge to inter

A venerated vaulting of veracious vitality
Vainly vying with volcanic virtuosity...

A full-fledged rift, inwrought with feel
That will portentously conceal
Its fervid pith, bodes megrims glum.
The rubicund residuum
Of vacuous venereal brume
And pristine, procreant p