Friday, May 20, 2011

Anti Part 2 The Rise of Hopelessness

Love is a venereal disease
Brought out by grace’s raping
Penetrations of damnation
In the internal fire
Scorned by the angel’s inner malicious rapture
Of a radically core dyslexic abomination
Feint on the fray of multi demented conceptions
Birthing destruction euphoric calamity of impervious insanity

Oh, This cancer has blackened me to the core
Devouring these eyes of any light
As these dreams conjure past alienation
Breeding the death of my coagulated deviance
Stroked by the pale sword
That impales divine temptations

And I am infected
In this internal hating
In this scorn torn seduction
Of this overbearing chaos
Creasing upon the cusp
Of a succubus’s impure affection
Of the black seeds of dismal dreaming
Caught in the axis of demented beauty
In the ugliness of the mirrors overzealous demeaned cursing
As I smile in each shrapnel sharpened in my own disillusion

Pain is my pleasure
Depression I treasure
Emotions are a sign of weakness
As I am the king of negativity
In the kingdom of my own oblique choosing
Full of broken dreams and ambitious delusions
Asphyxiation with horrid accelerations
Warping to the tomb of this inner turmoil
In the hopeful helpless wondering
Of all dreadful things to come

Ah, This burning, This fiery blood
Has torn me into a blissful oblivion
Feeling great vindication of this hatred
As this soul reigns with great vengeance
In this inner kingdom I rule with acclimated tyranny
In this self centered intoxication
Upon this torture of pleasurable laboring
Where I spread this disease ever so gracefully

In the evil of my own insidious doings
No one tells me what to do but me
Oh, How this rancor loving
Breaks me free of any burden of hope

I am lost
Thanks to the deception of love
Visions full of joyful plight
Morbid eyes melting hotter than inside the gates of hell
To fiery stares
Burning those who have pimped love itself
In the blink of a heartless attraction

I am nothing but hopelessness
That screams for the head of salvation

Welcome to my severed deadly grins
Vanquishing your character
As I penetrate you 666 times
As I make the biblical created Satan watch in shame
Taking vile comfort digging deep inside your whole being

Was it as bad for you
As it was good for me?



Written By,
Raven Rage Nightly

5/20/11

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