Voice of the Serpent

“In the garden, met my old friend

He's the one with many names

You have always been like a brother

Good to have you back again”

Me and that man – Cross my heart and hope to die

Went down in the wild garden today,

The angels are still there,

Hiding throughout the old trees

Listening to the song of the serpent…

Who would have guessed?

Who would have known?

That the songs of the serpent

Are buried deep within us all?

Such words he sings,

Such warmth in his voice

Such sorrow and loss,

Such is the way of the serpent…

Who would have known that the sun,

Would shine through the trees,

And that its warmth would make me feel alive,

Sweeten the venom of the serpent

Flowing through my veins?

Igniting my one flame and lust,

My passion and contempt,

That worlds could devour?

Accursed Lover

"Ah, the eternal refrain of humanity. Pleading ignorance, begging for mercy. "Please, help me. I don't understand." This is the life you chose, Joseph. All the people you hurt, all the appetites you indulged. You have destroyed your own innocence, allowed your flesh to consume your spirit. You are your own king, and this is the Hell you have created for yourself.”

Hellraiser V: Inferno

The sun has set; the sun has died

My eyes are blindly looking for a light

The world I live in, became darker

My hope is lost, along with the light

Chained within the darkness,

In a world this dark and cold,

My only salvation in the hands of another,

That I’ve forsaken so long ago…

Alone I break my soul against the walls that I’ve built,

Waiting for a day… my bones won’t break, my skin won’t bleed

But how could a day still come when my sun is dead and gone?

The irony does not escape me: the architect of this hell I am…

Here, at the edge of everything, I gaze into the abyss,

The abyss avoids looking back at me; it cannot stand what it will see

The perfect vessel of despair, and the supreme container of

That which might kill a man, a saint an angel and a god

The ever-devouring mix of love, hate, rage and despair

An ocean of each, I would say

That only a drop is enough to destroy a world

I curse, I hate, I love therefore I remain…

               Your accursed lover