Apostasy

My mind was born in dark abysses From destructive rebellion inside of me I see the world in colours of traitorous death I can feel a brotherly hand of the devil I've thrown off the shackles, shackles rounded by the thorn I've killed the weakness, weakness designated to commoners The covenant signed in children ignorance Broken as a fruit from paradise garden I've entered the palace of free hellish elites Living behind a grey, wormy nest I've cut the umbilical cord, an umbilical cord filled with venom I've thrown away my memories, cursing all the past