In the Embrace of Death and Eternal Damnation
Under the full moon they cry,
Vultures of darkness,
Ravens of the blackest night,
Trampling scavengers scourge the path,
There shall be NO inhibition,
This has evolved into the death of restraint,
Kneel before my alter
Worship these methods fed to you by the lord of nokturnal silence
The descent only grows in potency,
Abysmal monstrosities unchain from their seats of power
To inflict retribution upon mortal inaccuracies
Wiped clean from the face of my dominion
Suffer the jaws of polluted inhumanity,
Impaled upon the horns of Hell,
Man only grows to embrace his beast,
Possessing himself to indulge
Kill it all down with the taste of 'Luciferian Absinthe'
As we are our own addiction
I am the downfall,
The decline,
The renewal,
The rebirth
I am Heaven,
I am Hell
poem by Jack Cropes
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