I am you.

Stillborn.
Into this state of being numb.
I am the temple and the sacrifice.
The shrine, entombed within lies all I am.
And you, the womb from whence I came.

I am you.

If I am you, no life is sacred in my hands.
If I am you, no love will prosper in this world.
If I am you, I am the faith to end all faith.
If I am you, you shall not live to save yourselves.
I bring no God, no after world.

I am no more than a lie.
I love your life not for you.
I am a thr
one made from dust.

I am hatred, seeping blood.
The rain, the flood, the grief.
I am rage becoming flesh.
A dismal, ravaged life.
This is pain, a wall of tears.
And my tears are my truest friends.
This, my heart, a dying sun.
A flower fading to black.

Oh God, why have you forsaken me?

In this darkness, called my mind.
The waste you left for me.
I'm your shit, your verbal smut.
Your twisted world recapped.
This is you, your lifeless soul.
Your sick and fucked-up lies.
In my world your love is death.
Your disease, your skin that burns.

Oh God, why have you forsaken me?

You tied my limbs and buried me alive.
And piled this frozen mud.
You watched me die with smiling eyes.
As all your words grew stale.
You mocked my care and stained my mind.
You yearned for me to fail.

Oh God, why have you forsaken me?

All is cold and frozen.
Frozen the sea, frozen the sky.
Frozen is death, but I cannot die.
Cannot die.
As the snow falls.
To cover this all.
And all is cold.
And cold is all.
All is cold and cold is all.

Cold.
Frozen.

Frozen is heaven and frozen is hell.
And I am dying in this living human shell.

I am a dying God, coming into human flesh.

I am a dying God.

Frozen my heart.
Frozen my soul.
Frozen my love.

I am a dying God, coming into human flesh.

I drown in ashes you've enshrined.
Of blissful days long gone by.
Concealed behind my dying eyes.
This hell of anger and weary lies.
A frame of mind, a dismal soul.
My final womb, this flesh turned cold.
You held me down and let me bleed.
My love, it died, along with me.

A world of scars and caresses pale.
And thoughts as chaste as pristine dew.
And flowers placed across your face.
I trace the life I've lost with you.
This bleakest pit that you've unveiled.
I hate to love as it is pain.
My hands are cut but I still sail.
An ocean of sadness in the rain.

My flesh, my blood.
My wound, my cry.
My broken back, my all now dies.
My soul, my tomb.
My pain, my joy.
My darkest mind, my love destroyed.

A pallid sun sheds dimmest glow.
On mute and pallid soil.
I am the one, a life long gone.
A refuge raped in search of life.
Like a shadow on this earth.
In embraces pale as human flesh.
I am unborn, and I'm undone.
How much of me is lost.

I deny my own desire.
Lying one among the liars.
I deny my own desire.

Dark in darkness I can see.
Nothingness is blinding me.

Os abysmi.

I'm drowning in this sea.
For those I loved I hurt.
So you take them from me.
My name untold and numb.

I deny my own desire.
Lying one among the liars.
I deny my own desire.

Where I am there is no thing.
No God, no me, no inbetween.

Os abysmi.

Somewhere inside.
It's still obscured.
Darkness reflects.
Stronger than fear.
I seize control to inhale this final day.
I shut my mind but I'm falling anyway.

No.
And I think that I'm all alone.
I can feel the rain pull me down again.
No.
And I know that I have no home.
I can feel the pain take a hold again.

Tied to the ground.
In mounting shade.
My soul is bound.
And so it fades.
I seize control to inhale this final day.
I shut my mind but I'm falling anyway.

No.
And I think that I'm all alone.
I can feel the rain pull me down again.
No.
And I know that I have no home.
I can feel the pain take a hold again.

Tied to the ground.
In mounting shade.
My soul is bound.
And so it fades.

And I know that I won't escape.
My remaining faith is draped.
Like my hurt and my fleeting grace.
In this numbing empty space.

No.
And I think that I'm all alone.
I can feel the rain pull me down again.
No.
And I know that I have no home.
I can feel the pain take a hold again.

Within these darkest walls.
As I write these lines.
In this domain of decay.
Words fall on the soil beneath.

Enfold, embrace, besiege, swathe.
My domain.

Within these darkest walls.
How can I be human?
They say they are blind.
Smearing ashes across glass.

Enfold, embrace, besiege, swathe.
My domain.

In this forest of harbored thoughts.
There's demons in my mind.
And I entrust myself to the lure.
Of leaving this existence behind.

Lay thy hand on the neck of thine enemies.
Devour their flesh with thy sword.
Bring down the slain from among thine adversaries.
They shall fall to rise no more.

Tetragrammaton.
Thy wrath inflame my passion.
Tetragrammaton.
Against all sinful flesh.

Let thy wrath consume all of thine enemies.
Scourge them with flames of fire.
Lay thy feet on the pile of those slain by thy mysteries.
We shall be cleansed by their blood.

Tetragrammaton.
Thy wrath inflame my passion.
Tetragrammaton.
Against all sinful flesh.

Thus said the Lord: I am Sabaoth.
Feel my holy wrath.
I am glorified.
I cannot be denied.
I am he who is.
Punishment for wickedness.
I am the one you dread.
You are as good as dead.

Tetragrammaton.
Thy wrath inflame my passion.
Tetragrammaton.
Against all sinful flesh.

There is no God but the one that dies with me.
I have no life but the one I take with me to the grave.
We come into this world alone.
And we will die on our own.

I live.
I die.

Ain Elohim.

I have never heard his voice nor have I ever seen his form.
Yet still he casts his dark shadow on the light of my being.
Death -- Negation of being.
Wraith of inner sanctum.
Apparition of my amorphousness.
Solemnity of my disembodiment.
Death -- Decay.
Creator of corpses.
Principle of annihilation.
Secret of negativity.
Unspeakable silence.
Despairing monologue.

Internalized conflict externalized as war.
Hymning thy rebellion Lucifer morning star.
Bringer of light, forever shrouded by night.
I am hell, a sulphurous lake of fire and suffering.

My blackened heart is a writhing mass of poisonous snakes.
Grotesquely slithering as I slowly shed my dying skin.

In darkness.
Thou shalt come unto me.
In darkness.
Thou shalt worship me.
In darkness.
Thou art mine eternally.
Thy curse.
All of my lies.
Be blessed.
Lord of the flies.
Scapegoat.
Shunned and despised.
My church is my sacrifice.

Follow after me into the halls of my damnation.
I wield death like a scythe, reaping my annihilation.
A monarch enthroned upon my throne of guilt.
I am hell, a barren shrine to decay and neglect.
Uninhabitable, the darkened depths of cold empty space.
My necropolis, the catacombs and tombs of disease.
Monumental, the fallen temple of dead deities.
My necrolog, an eternal curse lost in the abyss.

In darkness.
Thou shalt come unto me.
In darkness.
Thou shalt worship me.
In darkness.
Thou art mine eternally.

Rise.
Synagoga Satanae.
Lies.
Lucifuge Rofocale.

Absoluter Höllenzwang.
Mein infernaler Opfergang.
Ein auferstanden Ungetier.
Festgenagelt tief in mir.

Et vidi de mare bestiam ascendentem.
Habentem capita septem et cornua decem.
Et super cornua eius decem diademata et super capita eius nomina blasphemiae.

Ich allein bin mein.
Ein nichts.
Verdorben mein Name.
Mein Leid mein Reich.
Mein Wille mein Fluch.
Über mich und außer mir.
Täglich hungert mein Leib.
Und dürstet meine Seele aufs Neue.
Ich trage die Schuld.
Wie ich ertrage die Beschuldigung.
Ich bin in Versuchung.
Und kenne keine Erlösung.
Denn mein ist das Leid.
Die Wut.
Und das Streben.
Bis zum Tod.
Amen.

Bow down before thy lord below.
I shall rise.
I shall rule in blasphemy.
And in the end when thou art mine thou will be like me.
In saecula saeclorum.
In stagnum ignis et sulphuris.

In darkness.
Thou shalt come unto me.
In darkness.
Thou shalt worship me.
In darkness.
Thou art mine eternally.

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