The Fall
When I watch the leafs fall outside
I realize that nothing can remain the same
Broken path in mind
of a different kind, crooked and bent
from far away descent
Sloth and slain child
Throth in bane, gone wild
Prudence, pride in perfect
harmony, infinity
causing grudge becoming riled
Anger, rage in bitter sweet velocity
Accellerate into a dark atrocity
So utterly morbid this monstrocity
Show me the portal to my inner self
I will know when I'm there
what will become of my dying, crying
pathetic, blackened and damned soul
Proclaiming sensation
of my annihilation
Now this fall
See me, a thrall
of this percipitation squall
Death, take me in you arms
Breath, it violently harms me
Cry out all the condemned sins
that I have campaigned
But I never gained
forgiveness, I was drained
I just see how my face grins
I just feel like I am chained
None wins
Feels like autumn drought
Steals all that I fought for
It is pelting on my sore
Roughly beating me for more
Slaying my aching core
The core that was a slave to life
Carving my flesh like a knife
It bleeds
Seeds, growing
Black roots of poisoned disease
Enlights me of hopelessness
Decrease, my self awareness
Forcing down the last of fairness
The harmony that fills me with joy
is also the misery that causes sorrow
Rain and cold is autumn evening
To even breathe strains
Hopelessness grabs hold of me
Fear and anger rips me to pieces
Torn and hateful my wretched soul
Rises from it's cradle deep inside
So God, won't you help me now?
Where's your sense of empathy?
Where's your stretched out, divine hand
that will grab me, bring me to salvation?
Why won't you listen, incest lord?
Why do you lack of sympathy?
Given as a gift, this life
Returned to oblivion with a
sense of disappointment
Cure the illness
Cure this flesh from the filth of existance
Dying, fall in deprevation
Surreality burns, a dark reflection
Sun drowned, dead in blackened sky
Evening death without a cry
None will shed a tear
None will let the fear
force it's way through, consume
Poison with atrocious fume
Renounce Satanic fire burns
Recondemn the sins of turns in
wheels of deeper self-existance
Vague roars heard from a distance
Virginity long gone and restless
spiritual voices ringing in my ears
Unearthly pleasures ensnared my will
Dark truths left me fullfilled
Addictive powers starded slaugter
Fever of despair now forces me further down
Break myself, inhale the fumes
Coughing, blood-filled vomit
sprays the ground
I see myself hang from a tree
and my dead eyes can not see
My ears hear no sound
Dead I am, will be
Present is the horde
I wait to be bound
An infinite wall of shadows
Laughter so dark it swallows
all the light around
Suicidal complexity
is the last puzzle to my existance
I know answers to questions that
make minds twisted, craven, dead
Hopelessness will guide my hands
Rip my soul to pieces
Torn and hated memories
Boils up from deep inside
So Satan, won't you tempt me now?
Where's your sense of bussiness?
Where are helpul, demonic ways of yours
that will save me, bring me satisfaction?
Why won't none listen to my hoarse screams?
Why will you not accept my true words?
Received as a gift, this life
Returned now to dead with a
slight satisfaction
Save this wicked soul
Save this flesh from being living still
Proclaiming sensation
of my annihilation
Now this fall
See me, a thrall
of this percipitation squall
Death, take me in you arms
Breath, it violently harms me
Cry out all the condemned sins
that I have campaigned
But I never gained
forgiveness, I was drained
I just see how my face grins
I just feel like I am chained
None wins
Feels like autumn drought
Steals all that I fought for
It is pelting on my sore
Roughly beating me for more
Slaying my aching core
The core that was a slave to life
Carving my flesh like a knife
It bleeds
Seeds, growing
Black roots of poisoned disease
Enlights me of hopelessness
Decrease, my self awareness
Forcing down the last of fairness
"Drained of blooming life
Dreams of fire burning my skin
Rigid living, died, I'm slain
Orphant of humanity
I now die"
When I watch the leafs fall outside
I realize that nothing can remain the same
Broken path in mind
of a different kind, crooked and bent
from far away descent
Sloth and slain child
Throth in bane, gone wild
Prudence, pride in perfect
harmony, infinity
causing grudge becoming riled
Anger, rage in bitter sweet velocity
Accellerate into a dark atrocity
So utterly morbid this monstrocity
Show me the portal to my inner self
I will know when I'm there
what will become of my dying, crying
pathetic, blackened and damned soul
Dying, aching, burning
I see that my life is turning
black, it is the face
that for so long has slayed ablaze
I just need a thorny crown
a wooden cross layed down on
my back, soars that bleed and colour me
Even then you will not see
Martyrs are just deceived lambs
that has been lead down
Underneath the lords of truth
that proclaims the lies of the crown
I marvel at my own destiny
and now at last I will be put
to a well-earned rest
Death, take me in your arms
Summer Killing Spree
In the latest evening hours
my purpose was revealed to me
This night has taught me what to be
The dawn came and made me see
This August summer day is for thee
Weaker minds, lesser souls
Prepare now to counter my hate
This rage makes me something else
Puts me in a fatal state
Summer day, summer night
Summon the prey, summon hate
Hear me
It is time for killing spree
Feast of showing detest
Horror show of corpse molest
It is truly for the best
Now that I can finally rest
When I was that close to death
Nearly lost inside myself
When my thoughts sought to destroy me
Then it suddenly appeared
A different perspective, yet familiar
Shaped as the face
That truly is mine
After a few days
It became my new draught craze
All those priests, grave sinners, feasts
People, worms of least importance
A slight difference, bitter cleanse
of all those dirty maggots, beasts
Cockroaches in slavery
In misery they beg of hope
Them scavangers, great blasphemers
A tyranny strangles, knots the rope
Hanging, crucifiction
Death is my addiction
It is time, for my prime
Summer season treason diction
(Summer season is here)
Women, children, I don't care
Equally I punish fair
We're all bad, if just merely
potentially, this slavery
will now be put to termination
With a blade, with guns and rifles
Advancing raid, a crusade trifles, leads
the redeeming process exceeds
I watch the foul nature as it bleeds
Do what you want, step on the weak
Those are meant to die under your feet
Crushed under the fist of nature's law
I felt euphoric from what I saw:
Faces from the victims that I beat
Cleansing, my hunt reveals
This berserker state deals
with the higher powers
Guardian towers, that seals
The gate to your inner soul purification
Grave and tragic is this magic
Black and raw, this kingdom law
That is what I saw...
A different perspective, yet familiar
Shaped as the face
That truly is mine
After a few days
It became my new draught craze
In the latest evening hours
my purpose was revealed to me
This night has taught me what to be
The dawn came and made me see
This August summer day is for thee
Weaker minds, lesser souls
Prepare now to counter my hate
This rage makes me something else
Puts me in a fatal state
Summer day, summer night
Summon the prey, summon hate
Hear me
It is time for killing spree
Feast of showing detest
Horror show of corpse molest
It is truly for the best
Now that I can finally rest
Feels like digging graves
for my little slaves
See, they do not know
That this lethal row
is for the low, lesser human
beings, meant to feed the crow
I murder in extatic sorrow
I'm a misanthropic hollow
The world does not belong to you
Coffins of the dead is buried
Children, parents sad and furied
Slightly honoured though
that they ended so
As clean martyrs free from sin
Just like Jesus, think they win,
but I know the truth about their kin
I spit on the graves that you lie in
Sealed shut now, the Gate
You know that's your fate
For too long you imprisoned your hate
It does not like to wait
It comes back to you to create
Fear and anger, a new dark trait
Swallow all the wrath you ate
Spit it out in murdering state
Killer season is now here
Corpses, bodies everywhere
Bloody human veins that shear
Sparkles as the redest tear
Finally it's all so clear
Scream for me, for the end is near
In the latest evening hours
my purpose was revealed to me
This night has taught me what to be
The dawn came and made me see
This August summer day is for thee
Weaker minds, lesser souls
Prepare now to counter my hate
This rage makes me something else
Puts me in a fatal state
Summer day, summer night
Summon the prey, summon hate
Hear me
It is time for killing spree
Feast of showing detest
Horror show of corpse molest
It is truly for the best
Now that I can finally rest
Let me tell you it hurts
I say that none can live
It is all for sake if kindness
Mankind deserves not to be
Horrifying it is, truly
But in my eyes you are cattle
Cattle in the slaughter house
Grinded, torn
Drenched in your own blood
All this madness
Soon all washed away
Holocaust of truth, of a purifying sake
I will make, sleuth the snake that
infiltrates the cross regim
So that I can start redeem the
heathen light heretics
Kill them, count three six figures
Five point stars in black that cures
this disease, I seize it
Swallow, spread in the flesh of yours
Behold!
This day has been a fruitful one
I've even worn out my gun
The blade of mine is red and dull
of dried blood and splinters of bones
I have saved a preacher's skull
In my head rings deafening tones
All those people I have killed
This crusade has left me thrilled
Still my joints ache from the slaughter
I cool myself in unholy water
It has been a perfect day to slay
I watch the evening sky
Tomorrow morning I will imply
that I am ready to die
In the latest evening hours
my purpose was revealed to me
This night has taught me what to be
The dawn came and made me see
This August summer day is for thee
Weaker minds, lesser souls
Prepare now to counter my hate
This rage makes me something else
Puts me in a fatal state
Summer day, summer night
Summon the prey, summon hate
Hear me
It is time for killing spree
Feast of showing detest
Horror show of corpse molest
It is truly for the best
Now that I can finally rest
Holocaust of truth, of a purifying sake
I will make, sleuth the snake that
infiltrates the cross regim
So that I can start redeem the
heathen light heretics
Kill them, count three six figures
Five point stars in black that cures
this disease, I seize it
Swallow, spread in the flesh of yours
Behold!
This day has been a fruitful one
I've even worn out my gun
The blade of mine is red and dull
of dried blood and splinters of bones
I have saved a preacher's skull
In my head rings deafening tones
All those people I have killed
This crusade has left me thrilled
Still my joints ache from the slaughter
I cool myself in unholy water
It has been a perfect day to slay
I watch the evening sky
Tomorrow morning I imply
that I am ready to die
In the latest evening hours
my purpose was revealed to me
This night has taught me what to be
The dawn came and made me see
This August summer day is for thee
Weaker minds, lesser souls
Prepare now to counter my hate
This rage makes me something else
Puts me in a fatal state
Summer day, summer night
Summon the prey, summon hate
Hear me
It is time for killing spree
Feast of showing detest
Horror show of corpse molest
It is truly for the best
Now that I can finally rest
First Dawn Of Spring
Forced awaken, brought outside the
matter screen, saw a bitter scene
I abhorred the light that pierced my
eyes, pierced the night disguise
My tongue spoke the words of real
My hands broke the bonds, the seal
Cannot shine on what I feel
Wicked shrine of truth reveal
Bastards clad in thread of the dead
I am glad I bled in my own bed
Fiction, truth, I know what I said
Painfully it forced onto me
Roaring nightmares slayed my soul, the
bonds knot tighter around my wrist
Seconds became days so foul
Slowly I entered an inner mist
Since the dawn I've been walking
Stalking the shadow of an
ill remembered memory
Slowly growing agony
Memory is not intact, just a
vague message of a morbid fact
Enduring the image of the slaughter
Raping, murdering someone's daughter
I saw more than I wanted
Still I follow to know more
Nearly drowned in sodomy
I will share this blasphemy
Born in a hive, once you arrive
Your flickering gaze, passing into daze
Enduring, holding my breath
This smell reminds only of death
Springtime, burns at dawn
Heat makes the pain spawn
Intensifies the foggy insight
Grows into tormenting blight
None that sees it understands it
Inhumane to eyes that resist it
I was weak, it brought me all
Everything at once, it made me fall
My brains bleed, I suffocate
I have fought, but it's too late
Filthy fingers strangles me
I cut my eyes, avoid to see
We all awake
pure inside
First dawn of the first year
First light blinds us when it finds us
Spring time, deals with joy
First impression, makes thy naive
Bleeding skies and rotten soil
Breaks the painted mirror
Forced awaken, brought outside the
matter screen, saw a bitter scene
I abhorred the light that pierced my
eyes, pierced the night disguise
My tongue spoke the words of real
My hands broke the bonds, the seal
Cannot shine on what I feel
Wicked shrine of truth reveal
Bastards clad in thread of the dead
I am glad I bled in my own bed
Fiction, truth, I know what I said
Painfully it forced onto me
Roaring nightmares slayed my soul, the
bonds knot tighter around my wrist
Seconds became days so foul
Slowly I entered an inner mist
Vulnerable to even the rain
Feels like acid, burning pain
Savage thoughts, I'll go insane
Look at all that was slain
Couldn't you imagine death?
Couldn't you love your enemy?
Can I not accept my final breath
as my last hopeless try
To live
with this cognition
Roaring hoarse, my throat consumed
Though my learning is resumed
All those myths that was assumed
One by one disintegrated
We resist thoughts, so deep down
We refuse to even look
Peek at horrors, so amazed
It hurts
Frightened, but curious
We philosophise about
what I have got to
finally know
To see our final destiny
To know about our future death
Hopelessly I give up living
Slowly I will end
Fell in death, burned in Hell
Once again woke to despair
Consumed right where I dwell
Received those words I couldn't bear
What was the truth that made me die?
Forced me to a plane so high?
Shot me down like a hunted raven
Scared I ran away so craven
It was words that kept me flying
Though they told things that made me
truly wish that they were lying
I knew this was truths not meant to be
I cannot speak it, cannot tell it
So atrocius, can't even spell it
Horror revelations
Darkest creations
Blasphemies of all that is
That's what this world's made upon
Carved by rotten hands of His
Lucifer cadaver spawn
To accept, it took me time
It can be considered a crime to
even think it, to believe so dim
why this world is truly grim
Satan gave me a perspective
Satan gave me life
You could call my Satan master
You could call my mentor me
Thus I do not pray or worship
I'm enchanted by this truth
Power being as an offspring
of a bigger, holy hand
From the sky, or from the grave?
From above, or from beneath the
hollow in the earth?
Does it matter, does my birth?
Now I step on corpses, bodies
He will learn me how to fly
To become what you really are
takes most painful insight and to die
Misanthropy, constant pain
Misery in hopeless vain
Morbid curtains made of rain
Shades the evergrowing pain
Blurry minds and sinful thoughts
The mind breaks you when it sorts your
deeper self out, hate and sloth
Your real self just dwell in a cloth
Fallen angels, Judas kids
Do all that your god forbids
He's not mightier than you
Lay a fist upon Him too
"Creator
I see through your eyes
Creator
I see through their heathen lies"
Born, the hive
eats your mind, stains your gaze
Flickering, passing daze
Springtime, it burns
Intensifies the grinding pain
All is washed away in the April rain
None that sees it lives to tell
Inhumane they end up in a cell
where the mind belongs
Fear is not present
Agony and madness remains
On the surface, raw and torn
Behold the place where you were born
Filthy hollows in the mud
All washed away with the flood
We all awake
pure inside
First dawn of the first year
First light blinds us when it finds us
Spring time, deals with joy
First impression, makes thy naive
Bleeding skies and rotten soil
Breaks the painted mirror
Kill the god that was your master
Break the bonds that held you
Make room for vile disaster
Let the glowing embers weld you
Love Forged In Cold Winter Snow
Held back by the fear
by those that you hold dear, and so;
see, when the morning comes you will
determine which path you shall go
My retina holds still your face
My eyes cannot but stare into space
Behold remembered beauty and grace
from another time and place
Fear of words from your soft lips
Shudder even in my fingertips, though
now we speak and breathe as one, please
forgive all the things I've done
Like a dead, dry rose I turn into dust
I've been fed, with herbs taking away my lust
Like a rose in winter time
My inside is utterly dead
The presence of an unknown pain in me
The darkest words I read, finally I see
Sleep and hunger, disintegrates in vain
Breath and sanity, mist and rain
Thus infected by a blessing
I can't bring forth what I'm missing
I can't speak at my confession
Thus I think I've learned my lesson
Held back by the fear
by those that you hold dear, and so;
see, when the morning comes you will
determine which path you shall go
My retina holds still your face
My eyes cannot but stare into space
Behold remembered beauty and grace
from another time and place
Fear of words from your soft lips
Shudder even in my fingertips, though
now we speak and breathe as one, please
forgive all the things I've done
I was unaware of scents like
these
A virginity was shattered in a
breeze, a sudden change
Love forged in the chilly winter
snow
Heavy breaths and a feeling starts to
grow, all suddenly so strange
Battled inner wars of blood and
hate
I lost, I won, became victim of
Fate
My chest is heavy on my strained
breaths
Though this is different from the many
deaths, I lived through
So light, so delicate
Completely silent on the hills
It's freezing, howling, but still I stand
Fighting the emotional thrills
A thousand weeds
dancing to the music of the wind
from afar, a symphony that feeds
on the fallen bodies of the mortal kin
Better be, uneternal
Better be a mayfly on the field
Thus this pain is not infernal
Thus death is my sword and shield
Meaningless feels all this grief
I know that I am a mess
Forgive me, a murdering thief
Forgive, give me your bless
Cold the winter, cold the snow
Shuddering in the morning breeze
To enlight me, force me to grow
To lift the pain, to slowly ease
Misery in depressed white
Blue my shallow, freezing veins
Battles over, no more fight
Falling from life, fall in blood stains
I was unaware of scents like
these
A virginity was shattered in a
breeze, a sudden change
Love forged in the chilly winter
snow
Heavy breaths and a feeling starts to
grow, all suddenly so strange
Battled inner wars of blood and
hate
I lost, I won, became victim of
Fate
My chest is heavy on my strained
breaths
Though this is different from the many
deaths, I lived through
Held back by the fear
by those that you hold dear, and so;
see, when the morning comes you will
determine which path you shall go
My retina holds still your face
My eyes cannot but stare into space
Behold remembered beauty and grace
from another time and place
Fear of words from your soft lips
Shudder even in my fingertips, though
now we speak and breathe as one, please
forgive all the things I've done
A velvet mist lay on my breath, shade
touching my eyes so that the glance
cannot catch sinister silhouettes
in between the snowflakes, in the
winter night I hide
A ghast of madness chewing on my
veins deep within, beloved soul is
now since long ago forgotten
A final kiss from her still
rubs my memory
A place so peaceful, dept for
all my suffering, not deserved
Cannot longer feel a limb in
winter night
Oh, every night, my bride
Born for purpose of just dying
away
Born to seek the silky touch of
loving mistress
Now I can see nothing but pure evil
and misery
Meaningless feels all this grief
I know that I am a mess
Forgive me, a murdering thief
Forgive, give me your bless
Cold the winter, cold the snow
Shuddering in the morning breeze
To enlight me, force me to grow
To lift the pain, to slowly ease
Misery in depressed white
Blue my shallow, freezing veins
Battles over, no more fight
Falling from life, fall in blood stains
Like a blade that cuts my chest
Like a morbid dream, I detest
Bloody carnage of my soul
Cradle heaved into the cold
snow, in the winter night
Roars of thunder from above
So unlike the gentle love I
once shared, with a being
so unique
I beg you, be my mistress
Even in death you are so beautiful
Like a dead, dry rose I turn into dust
I've been fed, with herbs taking away my lust
Like a rose in winter time
My inside is utterly dead
The presence of an unknown pain in me
The darkest words I read, finally I see
Sleep and hunger, disintegrates in vain
Breath and sanity, mist and rain
Mist and rain...
Forgive sins of blind lust
Memories torn apart to dust
I will go away shattered and
crooked
Damnation, hand in hand with
virgin love symphony
Crackled, broken, though alive
still my heart beats the dances of the
thrills that I now have forsaken
I was unaware of scents like
these
A virginity was shattered in a
breeze, a sudden change
Love forged in the chilly winter
snow
Heavy breaths and a feeling starts to
grow, all suddenly so strange
Battled inner wars of blood and
hate
I lost, I won, became victim of
Fate
My chest is heavy on my strained
breaths
Though this is different from the many
deaths, I lived through
Meaningless feels all this grief
I know that I am a mess
Forgive me, a murdering thief
Forgive, give me your bless
Cold the winter, cold the snow
Shuddering in the morning breeze
To enlight me, force me to grow
To lift the pain, to slowly ease
Misery in depressed white
Blue my shallow, freezing veins
Battles over, no more fight
Falling from life, fall in blood stains
So light, so delicate
Completely silent on the hills
It's freezing, howling, but still I stand
Fighting the emotional thrills
A thousand weeds
dancing to the music of the wind
from afar, a symphony that feeds
on the fallen bodies of the mortal kin
Better be, uneternal
Better be a mayfly on the field
Thus this pain is not infernal
Thus death is my sword and shield
Born to Hell, left a heaven
staring back at my dead eyes
Still I can make out the shadows
in the darkening clouds above
Snowflakes touches my strained skin, so
rough and torn from my long years
I belong somewhere else
Meaningless feels all this grief
I know that I am a mess
Forgive me, a murdering thief
Forgive, give me your bless
Cold the winter, cold the snow
Shuddering in the morning breeze
To enlight me, force me to grow
To lift the pain, to slowly ease
Misery in depressed white
Blue my shallow, freezing veins
Battles over, no more fight
Falling from life, fall in blood stains
I was sheltered but
once more
Dawn of insanity
crawled up inside me
Cushions of corpses did
brake my steep fall
But I will not rise no more
Finally I die
Once and for all
Held back by the fear
by those that you hold dear, and so;
see, when the morning comes you will
determine which path you shall go
My retina holds still your face
My eyes cannot but stare into space
Behold remembered beauty and grace
from another time and place
Fear of words from your soft lips
Shudder even in my fingertips, though
now we speak and breathe as one, please
forgive all the things I've done