You went To the concealed alcove Wily pre-emptive dispatch I starve For the vault inside you Secrete through the floors As I tear for the latch Rid me Of your vex absolute Swallowing knives Manic drifts rebuked Tanacity Swelled by the stabs Arced to strike deep Into the race of flesh-clad The show A spectacle of night, disturbed Like fools They act in guise, elude Contortion Stretch limbs across skinned heaps Begrimed tribe Crestfallen release You sit Sit and wait, the organs quake Avid bites Your pulp separates I gather the spit, the dirt Etched in oak, soaked And molded in deliberate folds I am the lord of ravage I will slay the savage To scorch decrees, condemned To ban their lives and cause their end Threshhold charred Reinter Grim fires Ruthless bursts Climb the spire It twists through skulls Cracked to shards As the bone is dulled Trademark thrust Invite the wretch Flood those caves The noxious invade Entice the nest Infectors spread Two-faced Cut-throat The blaze Kills all The might of these forces Alight the coals in my eyes Sludge upon jagged hooks Husks snagged, horned, and confined Hellbent on ripe torsos The gnawed crevice now exposed A labyrinth, false merriment Unravel the stained, flayed ropes Held strongly by a famine Tinged black by dead seams The neck of the womb snaps As the floodgate impales thee Your whim lifts the carrion The hunt beckons to preach Molested inebriation The cask spills out the leech Nestle in rectums Intervene Crimson rogue Bursting spleens Grappling claws Strapped down Sour warm splash Spoilers abound The black begetter Spat out shards Of a host returned Prowess in arms Splintering The carcass sings Dripping gore Let wrath be born Lunacy in flight Plea for the whip To shred your spine By the stench of the crypt Receive the clout Upon blood reigns It mars the shell To coax and maim Soil emission The vile decision Perverted vision Conformed defamation Sight elusive You dine on the liege Inflamed and crazed The beast abates insolvency Faith conclusive The flightless besieged Our hearts are poached by lust alone Give way to the hunger of the thieves Prostituted mercy Inane crimes taint all But the common trait of cunt parades Will best the profane dolls Unreasoned premise For fucking with me Your ploy of old will self-implode Submerged in love’s feces Harloquin! Expire.

The hissing On my ear, scratch to bisect All/No stars juxtapose Endless jaunt to Vega and back Below dirt, the core The sun, the same, nothing can be more Trees of similitude Aspire/Duel to be something more, but nothing more Lights Absent nights Refract through skies Do you see/hear the wave? ONLY relativity is the way Ice falls upon me As it will others, soon As it did in the past They will see Cries have no hope But how harmonious they sing An orb floats through the clouds Waivers by sonic leaps As of this night, I wish to be as weightless, As swift, Then I could flee/free the ecliptic Escape - drape - the course Laughter abominates Louder! Roaring laughter even louder! The shrieks of children or a train nearing halt... It permeates and breaks! Brute fear, or torture, Purposeful Lingering on by choice Conceive me mad? No; a host of others follow me To agree is to achieve What life may come of it? Like a frost Lanterns twist off Nebulae The sun escapes... Well-deserving, thou valued sphere Cabin of marrow Thatched black - gamma rays Frequent bombardment A waste on the fray/sane Stemmed from smoke Quiver - I/You quiver ON this cold metal - elaborate Cough while hearing the added hiss of the water Skin scraping out spots The light dimmer - yet still Human retreat The madness completes A sign in the shadow Oncoming Heat rises from roars Fires from throats - Be it solar? Death to them The view transpires Of blood and stars But one in the same? Post hoc? Lead bombshells Mantels growing, the crust storming Hands clawed Scrawled in sand Random lambs - of waters Lunar scribes, proposals cast Let all be known By Inward Throes The limbs overhead A friend/fiend painted my eyes Are you disguised?

Crystalline Kinds Walking past lycanthropy - beyond Innards caught in spokes The Real gates are closed Absorbed, to close Lightly scattered But potent indeed Indeed they prick to kill! Yet the kind still exist, yet Yet they do dare still live! Roots heaved, numbered, for redemption Mask upturned Secrets learned Away with sleeves Shed the microbe Under the green Search out the holes in the sphere Unearthed and waiting, they are there Waiting/Hoping Stuck to us, weens ....Herds of Power We’re alone Guarding the stones, the white-blinding stone, Reflects the light we despise It is not the truth nor a means An unknown sadist sun Taunts, but we will not see Tumultuous Magnet belt unwound In rounds Aurorae Of Abaddon Medicinal Flashing Writing to a space that does nothing to relay, Fornicate alone Hearsay renowned, the flight will unveil a rut in the clouds A circle drawn, and halved with ease - so limber Bludgeoned mirrors, bounce the light - malicious A Total of nine, a sum - the ninth is our convention I detect the loveless breath It strikes my head Depart/the start of few Life accrued by pale tissue Harpoons flew North to West It did tragically descend A star - my credo - gas fueled libido Where we began Perpetuate and escape The orbital crease No determinate Raping the flux Streaming the gaps in black spatial ducts Wormholes bending, belittled, insane Itch the compound and cut into parts Stinging, Clinging Acidic lament retard From Demonic vistas A Magician’s List... So walk the line - No letch can hide It’s pumping your bellows I scrub at my marks, charms Swirling, this Earth’s learning This House of Lords White-haired with age Poor ichor None more wet As we have been Vainglory in heart Shall we start? I need more More A Cathartic Farce ------ Far beyond lightfall Where temperatures fail Conglomerate mass - and heat, of change, and state - non-mass Probes the might of luminality In stagnant persona Our flagship resumes To take back all mavens Held as slaves in green rooms Using programs of meal worms They squint through my fold Fluorescently privileged Only space can seize the glow Unto future children Who gather unwhipped I cry, laugh, and call - of sounds, and sights - non-life Whole orders do submit Foul moons Dead suns Lost Epsilons Too thin for consumption It will wait.

Frozen air calms caustic thirst For sword to wreak in red deluge Vanquish strife through skill well-versed And plunge the edge through pithless girths An ebon guild bred in dark discipline Honed and befouled by masterful fiends Who wish to hate, thrash, and kill Woe to the weak as battle draws near A pact forged abroad in trust and tact Lords conspire while men haunt the earth Flaunting capes in a windward face Laced with bane, war will come enraged Snow-covered hills, Boundless cavalry Internal wolf-rage, Sharp-hewing fangs Guests rape and debase, Satiety not yet gained The strong evoke shade, Night will be sustained Those chained stand aghast at the sight of a brooding pale horse Veering towards blunt theft, his cabal gleans all of the countryside Supreme rule extracts the creed and cause in the lesser "men" Teeming with red, their heads boil by a foiled design and consent War, Clutch of death Bloodied palms, The foredoomed locking jaws Chilling calls, A rallied horde bereaves Defleshed in eve, Evil ecstasy The swarm of hooded riders march in triumph Light has been thwarted Survivors are gutted, trampled, and pissed upon Tyranny enshrouds the earth Impregnate the cunts And the hearts of sluts Who dwell within our rule They live to please us And may die upon command Embrace the cruel The sight of blood Causes joy in us Come forth with men to slay We want the brave and bold They have precious souls Carve and eat with no delay Seasonal terror whets our thirst in stride The shrills of soon-dead reach orgasmic heights As growls subside and the murders end Whores spawn new life - prepare for death again Millenniums pass without warning Pangs of deceit grow and are heard in the slash of a throat Arise the Art of War!!

All strewn about are words throughout Give rise to fears allayed So churns the cog of a trodden worm Harsh airs live to be slain O' thriving wind in a cloudless dark No valor in cerulean sky The weight will yield to welters of war With a weary head laid at side Gird on the sword of your ancestors-- Unbold-scanty of flesh A plague-It burrows through layers to come It clings to a weaklings' pledge This tale is told under countless spells As a haunting donor forbode Fleeting thorns within me brew There lurks an evil three-fold What counts harsh Fortune casts upon my face" Imposter of Day--with speed make haste While Death stalks all in awed hellish gaze The True storm dauntless past the thickened blaze A parched reservoir-tapped by the wrong Horrified, in an age left to rot The flushed greyish face spawns my ways Its corpse is torn from aloft Aligned with macros and stars branching out Above a decadent land My passionate wish--a portal unhinged Reclaim the estranged cosmic stance Drain salt seas Steaming mass Black shade-struck wood Ashed fog steadfast Stealth fortified A masqued charade Alone with self and witching fame No sovereign heir Hoist high the sign A grisly end Through toil and time Begin the descent Hypnotic dark realm Witness your curse with Fate at the helm I dwell soaked in venom River coated hellbroth Liquer formed with my will Entwined by the froth Dead cells scraped to waste Demi-"soul" choked by stone Last breath begs for reign Of macrocosmic billow Villanous scent- From the lake's arid banks Demonic charm rises To poison the ranks Envision the fire o'er global death "lord" With nothing between our throats and the sword "I convey my shame out of thine eyes By looking back what I have left behind"

Upon a solemn and misty grove As laden gusts seethe Through a tinged knoll I see a faint figure, in follage enrobed, breathing as through me; a spiteful implore What does thy bid, on devilish grounds, a dark privilege-uncured blood amounts- Astound and feign my hour... It finds no spark in vein-cast out A lifeless force save a pulse allowed Encompassing Fate it flees unscathed by the world's vile vents; an epoch of raids. I followed him lurching in a stiff graven form, hidden by trees swaying in this cold, grueling morn; A crooning came forth from the infants of night, it carries my post, raven-haired for swift ride But by cause of my play, my voyeur escapes-- the stranger, my captor, awaits... Did not the past render me defenseless toward him? On that stark evening dusk when I felt stirred by love, he eclipsed appetence, lurid vice. Couldn't utter a word, as my bloodline was curbed, and it froze and failed to ignite. By the red downward sun, manifest craves to hunt while the devious named him defunct? But inwoven by he is pallor wrought to seize Deft gallows beg my flesh to thee Now deplete With yet a willful fate and favor, Proven worth through searing vines Virulent boil In charted disease Repulsed and sickened, vomit falls unsheathed No longer for covet or fanciful halls My liking inclined to discard false evolve The stories of lore rest in the talons of whores As for altars and firesides By chance, out of shadow, we meet once again On a raised precipice I can see his descent From a nobler gale--Outrightly high-born To terrestrial status; plebians forlorned Of sceptors and pawns untried This chase endures through drudge and rain Until a clearing shines up ahead Sun over hill breeds further disdain The stranger, my captor, is me Oh, what a corrupt and malicious find! Envenomed inside, not company, but drawn aloof in my eyes; Tear me out! Loathing gone, near self-slay, lived and wronged What ails me so is thy wrath o'er tolls of the dying, the sick, and the damned The scorned shore of lost seas holds more dark thoughts displeased, as to a man mourning his birth Desecrate the vaginal tomb! So long to maurauds of the most intrusive kind The calling to taint and purge the rime Like as steel wielding heathen Rent through ice and bone And cause the ills to be predisposed Restless breath in the ear of the dead Chants an opus; jests further intent Worth not a curse in black eulogy Cropping the head and feeding to please Upon a solemn and misty grove As laden gusts seethe Through a tinged knoll I see a faint figure, in follage enrobed, breathing as through me; a spiteful implore-- As For Altars and Firesides