Are you lost in life

here take this sharpened knife

cut yourself from ear to ear

die screaming so I can hear


You will be dead in under one hundred years

and when you pass I will have no tears

just a smile on my face

for you will have no heaven to go


I have told my own

to let you die alone

you will scream and cry

and I will make you die very slow


You are marked by the dark

and no dead god can save you

I mean to take your life

and drink rich on your pathetic soul


There is no goodness in you

never was

your cards are marked

so die dear human, off you go



By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris