Cadeverous Invigoration

Standing on massacred ground

blood rooted to the cortex flowing unsound

my vengeance still incomplete,stirring up my neurons

venom gushing through my blood like pheromones

I pick up the rusty axe from the blood drenched soil

and decided to sever the head of the one who makes my soul toil

memories of betrayal erupting,thoughts of hatred intercepting

fragile,disdainful vision of the world

inner sanctum of feelings en twirled

I,now salivate at the thought of eviscerating human flesh

ecstatic at the sight of torn tendons

the orgasmic feeling of scarred worldly skin

blisters and cysts bring back cannibalistic memories

the slayer now free,bled out the pain that was once me

putrid stench chokes my breath as I slaughter more to satisfy my carnal paranormal lust

I look down to see,gorified eye balls gaping into oblivion

maggots crawling out of integumentary sacral wounds

and when this mortal battle hath finally ended,I rest underneath black clouds of uncertainty

and let the masterful art of slaughter unfold upon creation

Written by Auri and myself

Do not imitate!

Archangel

Rhythmic echo of a lonely reasoning soul

driven to be a solitary mass of endless questioning

a misery of sorts en twirled into a confused state of mind

wretched and disdainful

she is only human,maybe,perhaps

brushed off like a non existent

lifeless object alive and breathing

forsaken by the hand she once held

never to be trusted again

once bitten forever shy by a spiteful snake

facing condemnation,unbelieving

by a beauty so perfect a creation

nevertheless defended to be a once sought after guardian

a million hands to pull her up

but only two she really trusts

a blend of hatred and disbelief

blinded by a momentary lapse of reason

hiding in between spaces of unspoken words

Will she ever be able to unveil and see through

axe the chains to mortal chaotic life

erase all the delusion,erase all the pain

serenity in unconfined reality

and when a day finally dawns

when the pages are all turned

no more materialistic sensory perceptions

a life of immortal wavelengths with no conflicts

and peace of mind away useless worldly objects

is this a hopeless dream or shape of things to come?