The Bounded Arteries

Comments of bitter indecisions Hell has many crossroads Time corrupts the beauty of innocent beginnings Full bloom fades to rotted beauty Seasons slow and fade, as does blind understanding Pain and mistrust are tainted beginnings of a peaceful end Torn in half by these angles an demons alike Futile attemps in vain for the pursuit… Continue reading The Bounded Arteries

Suffocation Under Pressure

Rotting corpses haunt my deepest precipice. My useless soul flakes itself away. Blood-stained handprints paint the graveyard walls. Cries of the unwanted children fill my dreams. Pain is the intimate aspect of pleasure. The mysteries of life will be explained through death. Unfathomable horrors wait at the right hand of the Prince of Darkness. Religious… Continue reading Suffocation Under Pressure