Lost in Sin

Bleed for a moment of joy
Repent for a second of sin,
I know you well, soul made of flesh
This is how your torment was to begin

Taste of flesh, taste of sin,
Your flavor well i know before i begin
The moment ends before you sleep,
The nightmare just a doorway

To what you feel...


Despair, so close and yet is far away
The moment ends when angels shall repent,
The bleeding minute just a blink away...
Thus all my questions shall begin...

Repent, receive, redeem...
Words unspoken yet
Still so true...
There is no heaven
       ...Yet all tourment shall begin

Beast Within

There is a beast hidden in plain sight,

The beast offers release, instincts and power,

All that he asks for is freedom,

All that it cares for is blood...

Feel the beast inside,

Scratching away all sanity,

With pain and pleasure,

Torturing until the point of death...

No way to ease the longing,

Except the release of madness,

The animal craves for freedom,

To devour all worlds, abusing their desire...

The smell of prey enrages sweet decay,

For all he lusts, for all he wants,

To tear apart sweet flesh until it rotts away,

The animal is hidden from your sight...

Fed up with silence, seek your release,

In the tender arms of your beast,

Unleash its thirst upon the world

For in the end you'll be found willing...

Appearance of Flesh

This flesh is not my flesh,

Just like the vows are not my own

My spirit longs to be released,

My one prayer goes for the deceased…

Red from hell,

Red for all,

Red’s the veil across your eyes,

Red’s the grave of all your lies…

Reek of death, reek of salvation

These words are not my own,

Simple prayers for simple minds,

Each one of them, merely a distraction…

The screams of a thousand worlds are not to be heard

Inside this world that’s dying,

A shell of flesh is not the measure,

As an image cast for ignorant eyes,

Is not the reflection of truth, not by far…

Dark path

In the dead of night,

Your screams

Sound like music,

The one eternal symphony…

Cross the river of wax

On a bridge made of chains

Bound to your bed, you entered,

Blindfolded, in my dominion…

New born creature of the night,

Walk the dark path,

Enter the realm of pain,

All that you ever dreamed,

Lies broken…

All for pain,

Pain for pleasure,

Your pain,

The pleasure…

Was mine.

Waste not, haunt not...

The ghost of future death

Haunting all beloved moments

A cursed reminder everyday,

Damnation bleeding through…

Each kiss

Eternal…constantly growing,

My flesh reeking of flames to come,

Silently screaming for absolution,

The faint light, too far gone…

No salvation

Prayers rising, prayers dying,

Pure as the blood that fuels sin,

Dark, just like the martyr’s hymn,

Prayers born, prayers forgotten

Wasted tears

I reckon that all meaning will be gone,
And all my thoughts just won’t belong,

My head I’ll lay upon my altar,

Between my own monuments…

…Of Death and Forgetfulness