predator of the innocence. there is no redemption. final judgement. fast and complete.
scant corruption and atrocity. fueled ambition. fed desire. devour a lifetime of guilt.
choke on the shame. drown in the torment. children prisoners of the grave. yet you breath. I spit in the face o

Force my sunshine. bled out into your sky. that celebrates the dark embrace of desire. choking on your favor.
Dying in stifled breathe. not at peace with this lethargic entity.
Drinking from a vast universe of rotting secrets, that can only devour a sad decaying heart.
Haunted.
H

rise from the hell we've created.
considerations become archaic. once I had come to despise humanity. mans endless cycle of self destruction and moral decay.
a new seed must be planted within.

once born we must preserve it with strength. a vital struggle for a higher cognizance

focusing my ire, my aberration. for the soul purpose. the sole purpose of change. for the benefit of mankind. a sacrifice must be made by all.
to bring forth righteousness and honor to a dying world. to truly cleanse the world with my own blood if called for to lay down my file for the bene

life is a cycle, a path of becoming, I will not deviate from a living ascension. I will not be part of the senseless hatred and violence, and i am not a victim, my path has not been chosen.
I vow to make a difference, this is my obligation. no one has the right to destroy or victimize. hate

I pray for rain to soothe these scars. the end the suffering, too long endured.
a voice for the silent that needlessly anguish. in the name of science; the so called good of man.
I oppose this and any act of barbarism and waste.

we have no right to take these lives in the name o

divided, split by inner conflict. shattered pieces of a sacred trust. nothing can mend my damaged pride. I turn away yet malice floods my heart.
on this cross dies my hatred. bleed my sins, my catharsis. betrayal, cant break the cycle of severity.

a cry of despair so grieved.
I

I tried to touch the hand of God and lost my wings of innocence. the truth became sour poison, lying sweet to the taste, what am I if not a demon; from a lamb to all I hated.
I tried to embrace and covet what I tried to destroy. what have i become? in a quest for purity,
I've become st

a heart like ashes, crushed and dry. a farewell letter, each word soaked in sorrow. losing myself in an empty embrace.
to kiss my soul is to tear my heart out. stolen moments of azure, smothered in clumsy hands. hands that remember the touch of your face.

I tried to make it last, to