Bone Casket

The effluvial grime From these tomes Arcane knowledge From the ones who Share his dreams He gives no comfort Brings no respite This flagrant terror It fills the core of me Free from all conscious The tendrils of old Bind themselves to my flesh And for this moment The mortal folly of man I can see beyond god Without the eyes to betray me A sycophantic display Of retention Corpses in my stellar graveyard To decay in my state of mind Projections Clandestine An ineffable change To the flow of age And syncopation Of an unfeeling eternity Burrowing beneath my skin and my flesh Slowly turning me Into a puppet Who's constantly learning The sway of the universe Belching and churning My vessel is full My plectrums are hung In one fluid motion I've turned from the sun Appalling This knowledge has Clung to the well of my soul With trembling breath As if a tornado with any name Could be less deadly Like death Situational sensations Evade my apathy My agony My brightest day A star renamed I'll burn my name Into this life, red My brightest day A star renamed I'll burn my name Into this life, red When the night spreads Wake up in a daze Dream of places where the ocean Meets the sun To my defense Exposure to this knowledge Taking dominion over my bones Distortion reigns And any shred of harmony I once held steadfast Must fall to the wayside The shades in my head Hide a stabbing desire To coalesce matter Marauding Appalling Destroying it after Laughing and spilling its blood And Performing a sacrifice Welcome and worship disaster Restlessly reeling in constant disgust Grotesque incantations Erupt from my stomach Unconscious but powerful Wills come to surface The masochist desire screams I must be punished As if a tornado with any name Could be less deadly Like death Situational sensations Evade my apathy My agony It brings no comfort Brings no respite This flagrant terror It fills the core of me My senses dulled, slow Gnaw at my soul, cold The final thrashes have ceased The plaster slips through the mold And for this moment The mortal folly of man I can see beyond god Without the eyes to betray me A sycophantic display Of retention The charred and flayed Fragments of my once Intrepid thoughts Destruction hangs In the corners of every Darted cornea My soul is forfeit My body is here for war Destructions looms in this Jet black surface O The final folly of man is Brought into the light As if a tornado with any name Could be less deadly Like death Situational sensations Evade my apathy My agony My brightest day A star renamed I'll burn my name Into this life, red My brightest day A star renamed I'll burn my name Into this life, red