Fade To Dust

Not a word, not a sigh,
Not even a goodbye,
You left these shores with dust in your eyes,
Now that dust settles to fate.

I need not your worries, I need not your aches,
My life secluded, my sanity at stake.

Without a word, the barren days pass by,
My will grows stronger and those days fade to distant memories.

Never again shall I fall to such demons,
The demons of horror,
Which one-day shall fear me as if I was,
Fear itself.

[Cluster II]

Contorting A Shrine

The anger left inside,
The rage yet unfulfilled,
Till such time as bearable,
And never later.

To live in fear of such disillusions,                              
To guard at all times against the unknown deceit,
So i may have been created but I can never be owned,
And what little is left,
Now rests tattered and torn.

[Cluster II]

Essence Of Solitude

How shall you redeem yourself?
For the moment of restitution has long since passed,
For which one of my sins is a price so great?
Is it my disbelief or my thoughts nourished by hate?

With every sin I feel my pride tear,
From the very seams that all but me once held dear,
How I worship my sanity’s remains,
Melting to ashes again and again.

Then from these ashes emerges my fate,
Like a Phoenix resurrected in toxic waters of hate,
Life drains from my body and leaves me estranged,
Then do I ridicule my lord for His efforts in vain.

My torment, my pain,
My misery remain,
Let bygones be bygones,
And life be death.

[Cluster II]

Jilted Voice Of Rage

From the realm of the demons,
The evil inside my head,
Decree upon me to kneel at thy very best,
To repress thy faith, to denounce thy world,
To subdue thy soul and enter their stronghold.

I then perish into the mist of wrongs,
That the twilight casts forever long,
During its reign over mortals until dawn prevails,
And washes the silence away.

Then let there be life, yet again,
Joy to the tormented, as the world to a child,
Born innocent but left to die.

[Cluster II]

Opening Words Of Sorrow

Ashes to ashes, dust to dust,
Stricken with pain, desire and lust,            
Torn apart from the ones he loved,
Gone too soon… never to return,
May his soul rest in peace.

[Cluster II]

Ode To Destiny

On irony’s persistence I live today,
Entangled in madness, I wander astray,
Outdone by demons of less divine a fate,
Envy takes control,
Of what was once hate.

Tired at last, I fall to my knees,
I bow before shame,
And salvage the remains of my crippled pleas.

I seek shelter from this world,
Where the taunters speak,
Of a dream now gone leaving me frail and weak.

Aided by none but humor alone,
I pray for my brothers
While for myself, I seek the answers unknown.

For now I live,
Till my last breath has gone,
Then shall I leave behind my legacy,
As the mastermind’s pawn.

[Cluster I]

Plea For Deliverance

The endless drama of life,
Has left me a weary soul,
With just a few to belong to,
And just a few to call my own.

These trickle of drops,
Tastes like the pungency of wine,
Always there, yet nowhere to be found,

What should I do for my lord?
To flee from this tormented state,
Have I gone all so astray,
For my lord to turn away from me like this?        

I bow down before thee,
On all my brothers’ knees,
To forgive, forget and to start life anew,
Not plagued by infestations such as these.

So hear me oh lord,
And deliver me from such pain,
For a patient man am I,
But not one who can live up to the shame.

[Cluster I]

Shrine

Wounds inflicted by one’s own blood,
Inflicted not by spite but by perpetual ignorance.

He who be at the mercy of such,
Shall yield a haven of torment and puns,
For he be not the devil himself,
But to reside with his apostles,
Be a fate fit for none.

Then shall it be decreed,
By the divine one himself,
From this day forth, the angels may kneel,
And the darker side shall prevail,
Like the sinister aura of a disturbing eclipse.

Then may the world ask of him,
No difference shall it make,
For the hour of contempt has paved way,
To a life of eternal anguish.

[Cluster I]

Nocturnal Glimpse II

My endless grief is my sole treasure,
I talk in riddles for my God to measure,
The agony I suffer, the torment I yield,
Like glistening thorns in a black winter field.              

I forget my future,
I dwell in the past,
With my thoughts the drama,
And my dreams the cast.

[Cluster I]

Nocturnal Glimpse I

At night I rise from my cocoon,
Where my thoughts reside,
Bitter experiences throughout the day,                  
Confusing recollections at night.

I stray down this aisle of thoughts,
The path that leaves me astray,
I wander into blissful Eden,
Where the serpent hisses,
And to its fangs i now fall prey.

[Cluster I]

Defined Me

I may sound unreal,
I may seem dead,
But this world of various sins,                                
Is where I make my bed.

My blood flows real,
And my heart charred black,
My sense too morbid,
For the world to grasp,
A difficult person to digest,
Not easy to swallow,
My life seems full,
And my existence hollow.

[Cluster I]