The carrion that swarm
The veil upon my eyes
Grief of god keep me warm
Victim of needless "why's?"
Truth without a trace
Entropy with a face

I am the length the bullet travels
I am the  shadow of the sun
I am the voice that is broken
I am the hand that holds none
I am the true lie that unravels
I am resolve that remains unspoken

The crux of the mile
Every shattered smile
Sic Semper Tryanus
Flies forced upon us
The last nihl
That's finally worthwhile

Serrated dawn
Carnivorous night
Who's teeth I fear
But do not flight

I welcome thee
Cyclopean spire
Carcosian sea
Hatur's eyless ire
Becomes me

With stars of ebon twilight
and Aeons countless
Nyarlothotep's sight
I make for the Mountains
of Madness

Hope is inside
Thus denied us the virus
A plague of one
A parasite with a gun
Loyalty to none
Infectious
Select us
Vaccinate
What you cant create
When originality died
You locked the contagion inside
You lied and theived
Cheated and deceived
Put down the old and lame
Children starving an maimed
Humane
Insane
A claim to the throne
Your god cant condone
To leave your pension alone
So when the day ends and they win
Your blood holds the contagion

Ivory empires evaporate
Iron oxidized depression
Its cold blooded calculus
All for one, one for oppression
Anarchy by Gucci, fabulous

The decision is order
The collision is reason
The choice is yours
In the mindf&%$ season

What is law? He said upon the dais
We are raw, for who dares to try us?
These sympathies for psychos
Have gotten a little contagious
They took mental Illness
Went and made it famous

I'd rather break bread with Judas
Then compromise my clarity
Because this last supper is ruthless
Where good men are murdered for sincerity.

So from the terrace
To the mezzanine
And all that remains so serene
I am baffled by the view
Its not what there is to see
Rather what it means to be
What the eye betrays and the mind deceives
For the feelings of the heart are what the soul perceives
Surely I cannot be so vain?
To the reader this is inane!
As a writer with pipe and lighter
These trifle views are a shame!
The windows of the soul are fogged with bad advice.
Because in a time of negativity.
Never saying never, never happens twice
When all you see is serendipity

Of all your miseries I am your favorite
That deadly illusion you can't seem to quit
I can see plainly your chamber *** of love is full of ****
Promises you never could keep
Half-truths and lies stealing my sleep
Sweet Nothing, Sweet Nothing
Lost in tenebrous deep
Sweet Nothing, Sweet Nothing
Black angels do not weep

So I jaded my heart with brass and gold
Put salt into my blood to keep it cold
I crushed all built with that sundering sound
As I took all you loved and razed it to the ground
Sweet Nothing, Sweet Nothing
Your choices are your sentence
Sweet Nothing, Sweet Nothing
The cycle will be your penance

I rubbed shoulders with the man you dare to call yours
On my way out, before I could even start closing doors
Despite all my love, despite all forgiveness
My soul molds black, god as my witness
Sweet Nothing, Sweet Nothing
As you drift off in reverie
Sweet Nothing, Sweet Nothing
I hope my face pains your memory

The fingers raw and palms tired
The poets dead at the desk
With not a drop to drink
In his mind trying not to sink

Melancholy words were all he had to show
The rest he'd send where his needle would go
In his last expanse, most desperate trance
His letters were naught
In his final rattle and dance

The tears he always fought
All he was, was all he wrought
And with 25 lines and his composition view
He kissed the ice
As the needle pushed him through