Supplicium

Darkness veils thy forth coming. O king of death come with a wake. Place thy hand on the child's shoulder. Lift thee head of the babe and watch how they be taken away. For they hath no love and no life. Their soul is black as night. Fight for what thy hath decreed for they will be crushed by a mighty stead. And thee shall bleed from their spleens and cry tears of blood. Watch now as the mighty heavens cast out the demons inside of me. Blood dripping down my eyes. lust fills the open skies. blackened life must obide. for my time to die. crucify me upside down. drown the life from my breast. Harsh water flushing toward my face. For I am disgrace. Slashes cross the body only brings happiness. Everything else. Brings sadness. Even love brings sadness.