Mouth Of Scorpions
“I will remain always, in this cruel haze of light and blood. I am so sorry that I have to speak - to let these words fall away from the wounds in me. Well... wounds? No - just mirrors, I think... reflections in cooling blood. silhouettes of the pains I have borne in others, whose souls I have cast upon my own." And so I must bear to you a heart of stone, and remain always in my own cruel haze of light and blood.” In despair, heads have bowed to broken bone With septic arms to choke the sun Dragging blunted blades across never healing sores Hush now, young child, close your eyes and swallow the locusts To mar the shaking hand and turn the heart to stone Bare this heart of stone Lay still in this bondage, forever… Bare this heart of stone Lay still in despondence, forever…
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Jun 29, 2026
Destined for depths deeper, darker than thoughts Tongues of black flame lick wounds to wrought Pray for acid rain Pray for death And I will wait for desolation Feral contagion Famine to sweep us from repose Spit venom atop the harvest And cursed the one the sun dissolves Dissolve the wasted tears of the world A world in destitution In mourning, hatred, aching The heartache, ruin, bloodshed To rape the feeble thought there’s hope in her weeping
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Jun 29, 2026
No empathy will grace the wounded souls No love shall fall from cracked maws With teeth to lacerate Auspicious groaning sores Time heals, no scars No light will penetrate To fuck the shimmer from her eyes Und ins her final place Her weeping shadow, in which to copulate Such fucking waste of life, oozing, diluting light Ejaculate the agony Her blood, everywhere in this fucking room Deprived of any affection, just filthy infections Hopeless bloody weeping Lifeless bottom feeding Bound by sufferance
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Jun 29, 2026