fight

fight with myself

scorned by the morbid ethics of spring
inhuman acts pisses me
a shameless pride i take
huh! as a human
sarcastic existence
urge of sin
insane demon sings hymns of hatred
no one to beckon me now
ethernal rush of poignant flushs my head
im all pathos
i dwell in my own misery
obessed to sin
i had become a morbid progeny
cant you see the boiling venegence in my eyes
its escalating
god is no good to me
my lust for sin is veiled
no remose i seek what i wish
im no snob
no cloud with silver lining to my sky
blackened is the eternal cry
who will now save the sane?
satanic incarnation you all say
but i yell its by born child
im not ethical
agony is my deep down valley
no more love
im happy with my myself
charr me to death
i want to feel how death blooms inside me