Switch blade cross bones
Skulls branded in a dark forbidden mast
Asylums howl of the mentally insane
Grafted in my brain once again
Demonic emblems viscous fighting soldiers
Once again off again romance with tarot cards
Alone petrified evil cavity
Out of immense silence there was gladness
Fallen angels plagued with death
Making a covet of blood quenched with desire
Sexual conquest in the forbidden sea of lust
Dark passages follow bellow
immense heat of gross exploitation
Branded ivy sphere in direct correlation
Sulfur with eyes of intense pain
Fetus scorched in fire
Afflictions taunt the hidden sullen brevity
This is what the prophets foretold
The poets had feared out of mere speculation
Swords drawn to silence the wayward heart
Long corridors of immense filled silence
A cause to fear to shed a tear
Passages that would not let me go
Yet I have the right in every fiber of my being to know
A Wonderfully Dark Piece Of Writing
Prophecy lurks at the edges
doom foretold
screaming does not help
inevitable loss of everything
a certainty.