Saturday 19 April 2014

Cynical Saint

Heretic, aesthetic , sophisticated killing enthusiasm
Blinded by self caged metabolism, drowning in the blood of my victim
I watched and grin as I slowly ripping his flesh never leaving a chance to scream
Outside my window there is this storm coming in
Much reminder of the fact that my blood thirst would reign

A never ending hunger in spree
Creating illusion of forever happiness in killing
Watching with a wicked vision, swarm of lust on a naked body
As I slowly slitting the nerve, blood fountain oozing
Creating ravage pleasure thy upon this sin which is forever hailing

Years ago I remember, when It had all began
Now there is no way to hide, desperate souls finding ways to run
Upon the walls of my cave, I can see and smell flesh
I strive on my pray and my hunger never takes rest!
How many years have passed by, how many hours I would count more
I see soul ripping out of pain, a savage ecstasy runs through my brain!

Ohh I almost forgot there is a word called mercy
How many of us would consider it anyway
Corporate slaves, victims of planned hypocrisy
Let me kill you mercilessly, I will set you free from your agony
Teary eyes, claimed family bonds, reflects only in our time of need
Otherwise always hiding in our memory

I will never set you free, I will drink your blood
Ruthless aggression as i chop you inch by inch
Leaving your flesh open, chewing your bones with this mental glitch
The sweet smell of blood and opened flesh
As I run my nails through it suddenly I see a reflection in the mirror
Weeping in vein, staring in terror and I realize how many hours
I would be lying like this as the reflection is nothing
Nothing but me!!!!!

A self devouring illusion in spree

* Graphical illustration only for imaginary purpose