The ******* sufferer beholds another necrologue for Christ In the savage, barren, ugly, wretched wilderness of God Forsaken wanderer, alone again forevermore His crippled heart is a raging fire trapped in a cage of ice Beyond these walls of darkness, waiting in the shadows that obscure the night so well The hiding place of Hell The path of fire burns on, ever in the silence of the night as it shines in the eternal void of light And I will walk the dark path infernal Left in the razor edge balance Between the shadows of the night And incendiary light I will walk the dark path eternal Pleasures of the mind and treasures of the flesh Temptation. Reward. Validation. Disinterest. A cycle of cannibalism - inhumane Channel the rage to desire, and feed her the pain She so needs, she so craves, she is begging you for Feed her the pain and call her a ***** Deep inside, the fire in those eyes Give her what she needs to remember she's alive Tread lightly through the fire of the dark path infernal Remember the cold. Remember the slumber. Between the shadows of the night and incendiary light We will walk the dark path eternal Now walk with me forever And I will never leave your side Walk with me forever Between the shadow and the light Walk with me forever On this dark path infernal With me, eternally Alive on the Black Path of Night!
Another stream of consciousness piece from Fall 2012. Obviously there's something ****** to do with it but other than that idk what this is about either.