Sanity fails to compel me now
Submitting to your wish my master
As I step into the dark asylum
Serving you like a drudge here after
 
In darkness I believe my existence
To you I deliver my soul
Deceives me not spiritual pretense
consenting to this malevolent assault
 
Against the acumen, once weakened me
For the virtue of that sane fake
Sins after sins to execute on command
I stand for this oath I take
 
Control only to get out of control
I petty mortal’s vulnerability
Unknown to the turmoil,
Of what Will now hunt their tainted sanity
 
Screams of terror, acclaims from the dead
Getting closer they will hear
Dreaded to what they would see
So defenseless only to run and hide in fear
 
In his grace they believe
Lamenting to the savior they beg 
But this faith will be slaughtered
As they Witness this immortal outrage
 
Bringing the disciples down
Animosity reigns the so thought faith
Breaking every illusion to reality
into a melancholic outcome of their fate
 
saints misleading no more
leading them for a change
in a contradiction to their preaching
a rearrangement; crucified in disgrace
 
a touch of an animus cruelty
to adorn this redesigned abase
all the facades now ripped open
to show the real tint of this place
 
resurrection to the emperor
reign of a sinister eon
amendment to all aphorism
as this infliction forever now will go on…
 
gehenna arriving to take over
for a start of an end they prepare
terminus to their thoughts and existence
a damage; now gone far beyond repair…