I’ve lost my father, because I can’t understand his conviction. Has he changed, or have his emotions blinded him from this reality, or the next which he loves so much? I hate him. I hate that which he loves. I walk through these dark hallways pacing myself with no patience, because divinity burns me like the rains of a thousand suns. My brothers speak to me like a rabid jackal to a rabbit; but the darkness and the fire comfort me. I don’t need them; I have heralds, disciples, hounds. I am god! Falling like a stone in the wind, like a holocaust of lightning. King of the slums, lord of brimstone. I am with Cain, I am with Nero, and I am with Judas.
Apr 18, 2016
Apr 18, 2016 at 3:53 PM UTC
I’ve lost my father, because I can’t understand his conviction. Has he changed, or have his emotions blinded him from this reality, or the next which he loves so much? I hate him. I hate that which he loves. I walk through these dark hallways pacing myself with no patience, because divinity burns me like the rains of a thousand suns. My brothers speak to me like a rabid jackal to a rabbit; but the darkness and the fire comfort me. I don’t need them; I have heralds, disciples, hounds. I am god! Falling like a stone in the wind, like a holocaust of lightning. King of the slums, lord of brimstone. I am with Cain, I am with Nero, and I am with Judas.