An Infinity Emerged

The serum of defeat Fills her clasping nails. Trembling underneath Her hate prevails. She walks down the stony hall With skin deep on wretched blood; Tongue of morphine and alcohol Bulging vacant eyes, creepy hair of mud. The knife on her hand Finds the way of gravity Into his flesh she decays with ecstasy. Golden smile: it ́s her last stand. Into his chest she carves her hate She ́s the mother of dirt (and) sister of rape, For his final breath she cannot wait. Every organ is there to reshape Into vengence of thought And verily I tell you: she ́s the dream he sought. As his stare fades away Her hands tremble in joy. Tiresome but not in dismay Below this mighty Helen of Troy. He now tries to crawl Into a final resting place The woman-beast sends out a bawl Pouring desire over his face. And though he wanted to fall By a stranger ́s hand, not his own, Her wicked heart was a stonewall, An evil that from him had grown. She did scream and moan. Above his flesh, a meaty throne; A body despitefully thrown, Kept barely alive by her will and methadone. Still he lingers on a corner: An eternal limbo of viciousness By herself she ́s killer and mourner For without him lies emptiness. She curses death and the pleasure it gave. She is fading away into decay; Her creator she could not save; There ́s nothing to weep for and nothing to say.

Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 26, 2025

Cast among the flames To serve gentle and clear Assigned to give, never take; Freedom and vengeance never near. Nights pass over glancing eyes A deadly silence over his lips. Commanded to follow Her treacherous hips. He gives her a flower And says he belongs to her; She looks away so cold To cast him aside with a whisper. Nothing will be as it was. A slave as awoken from slumber, Blooming as a flower under the Truth. A damning weight he carries over To the long hours of each day. Always his thoughts so far away... (Servant:) "Anger, take me. Show me something new. Let me fill with thy rage And my body will be you." (Anger:) "Beware son of mortality, Thy time is small. And in thy vanity Thou ruined it all." "Thou hast a master by choice. Thou hast thy own voice. Let it be given to her As thy feelings begin to blur." (Servant:) "But what can I do When love is confused with fear?" (Anger:) "Say goodbye, long overdue. Walk again: free and sincere." One day the servant woke And servant he wanted to be no more. To her, valiantly, he spoke: "you´re not the woman I adore" Outcast he had become: Alone, afraid, into the open land. Dreaming of her touch and bosom; And how her heart had become bland. (Servant:) "Hope take me. Show me something new. Let me shine with thy light. My body will be you." (Hope:) "Nothing is lost until you choose to. See, thy time is so small. There´s nothing more to do Then to rise after the fall." Envious and unclear He returned home to servitude; Embraced by fear and apathy He chose her hate and solitude (Servant) "Please, hear me Show me the courage for what I have to do Let my hands find her pulsating neck till her vicarious face turns death blue" "Vengeance, hear me: She must pay for what she did Can’t forget and can’t let it be Time to unleash all the hate I hid" "After it's done may I rest in glory Couldn't follow my own path Couldn't forget our history Now I sleep with her blood over me."

Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 26, 2025

I wonder, I wonder What lies asunder in the deep mirror waters before me. I wonder, I wonder, Below grey skies of rain and thunder If I should pity frailty. I wonder, I wonder. Always, on this isle of cinder, My mind, a ravenous aerie. Come and take me ocean; Wash away my still body. Let it be an hideous beacon To all travelling boatmen Of the dreariness of vanity. Come and rip me ocean Tear these limbs apart Let me be a crumbling beacon To all wandering boatment Of a man who forgot his heart. I wonder, I wonder, with eyes toward the skies domed border, in the deep waters engulfing me. Now I am a capsule of amber An anchor of anger On the waves of remembrance. Now a fallen sailor, A half spoken rumour, A man who sought deliverance. I am ash. No words spoken over bitter waves Nothing to bleed for Nothing to look for Lost years, a battallion of hate Such a fool, an instrument of fate.

Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 26, 2025

I looked into the world An island of cinders, uncoiled O'er tender waters, unspoiled Below my feet, land so gray By my own hands I was its prey Hunted by a world tired of hope An island snake Gave into despair Waters engulf her Mighty hands ready to take Temple down forsaken now I taint its shores with blood A choir of lamentations misunderstood I murder what is left of you Burring bones o'er waters to renew I prevail over the serpent Black and deep Rock shatters as I sleep Under the ancient current Alone and scattered in dread Sons and daughters of loss Our hearts are lighthouses for the dead Try and come across The vile tempests that entwine All the words we have shared I look into the distance She swallows me Dark waters engulf me Down by the tides of gravity To bury at long last what I thought was given free I taint its shores with blood A choir of lamentations misunderstood I murder what is left of you Burring bones o'er waters to renew My temple is down forsaken now on an island of ghosts These macabre and unholy hosts Tear my Tower down As the fool wears his crown I taint its shores with blood A choir of lamentations misunderstood I murder what is left of you Burring bones o'er waters to renew

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 26, 2025

Undead and unborn From the timeless past To darkness I am sworn: wander always, outcast. Part lycanthrope; but something of sweet too. Part man; something silent, a taboo. Part vision and part voice From the fire I come to give a choice: Listen now, all men of this land I have come to degrade and (to) demand Join your hearts to my chest And let your hope fade into a dying rest. Cease your rebellion at the rythm of drums. I am the mountain, the forest and the sea Don´t be fools; when the night comes You´ll be crying for me. Abandon yourselves to dismay. Hung the future in decay. As I approach born from your seed: The fool´s hope, it´s endless greed. Imaculate; untouched by time: Frozen in their wishful primal prime. I wish only to awake you to your own clay Laid bare before thy eyes, none shall say nay. But the men banded together Arms in hand, chests covered in leather, (Decided) to take me down to take hold of my coveted crown. Cause I am Death the Reminder; Cause in my breath lies life´s grinder; Let all here fall by my song; Useless was your throng. They fought bravely And I slaughtered them kindly Until more came about me More desirous, more violently. (Now caught and imprisoned): The pendulum hovers my skin Just below lung and liver. I keep my devilish grin As it bites my vein, I pour silver. The wicked crown, man cannot use. I may be caught but cannot wither. Death no life shall refuse Verily I tell you: your victory is bitter. Abandon all hope creatures of sin There´s nothing more to pray or do Boundless I have always been. I come for you. I come for you.