The Madman's Peace

After coming into contact with a religious man I always feel I must wash my hands.

Friedrich Nietzsche

The displaced thoughts of a madman

Are curling and twisting and screaming

Without purpose or meaning

Always the silence-so deafening…

The last temptation of a dying god,

The last words of incoherence

Spoken in a nightmare,

Just before the cruel awakening…

Sicker now than ever been,

Further than I ever been,

I cast away all lost reality,

To subdue a world is always easy…

Betray me, please, but only if you’ll find your peace...

Smile now, perhaps you’ll cry,

Please forgive me when I lie

For when I lied, I lied in pieces,

Knowing now, there’s no release…

Broken Mirror

I’ve seen you both the mirror,

Deities of Chaos and Death,

I’ve seen in the same mirror

That which lies beyond the horror.

I built the walls of forgetfulness

But soon I will need to build a door

The simple smiles suffice no more

Broken memories are to be replaced...

The oath of blood shall be no more

What once was sacred is an illusion,

Absolution comes delivered by sinners

And simple truths are told by liars.

I've seen thus myself in the broken mirror

The pieces fall in place together put in proper order,

Only for those that are not of this puzzle,

I know you well deities of Chaos and Death!

Serpentine

Serpent, crawl beneath my skin,

A serpent lies inside your womb,

The serpent leads, the woman follows,

The serpent spits, the woman…

Follows

Lay your mind at rest

Your soul, soiled by the serpent

The serpent am I,

The serpent is blind...

Serpentine, thine skin runs cold…

Through the ashes,

The future unfolds,

Darker days lay at my feet…

The master bleeds for the slave,

Twisted reality of a dying god,

The snakes shaped the world

By their image, cold, unfathomed…