Thursday, March 10, 2011

Nemesis

Within the vicinity of the placid necropolis
Lies my decaying flesh--I was
Corrupted by the pestilence of doom
To be tormented by the shadows in the gloom.
Shackled by the choking chains of emptiness,
Desolated in the fathomless abyss
As I bleed on my rotting laceration
From self-mutilated incision.

I was entombed with eyes open wide
Shivering from the bleak hollow,
Carrying the cross of death
With my name engraved on bloodstain.
The vultures consumed my decomposing brain
My anguished thoughts morphed into
The desire of your endless agony.

The frigid razor kissed my soul--
It has marred my pale skin
With such wrath to blight
Your smiling mask with my bleeding hands.

I'll rise to abduct you in the graveyard
To rip your perfect disguise
And take back my stolen life.
And the body that was once mine.
Your hysteria would be my euphoria
And you'll shed blood on my fingertips.

I'll pray for your prolonged torture
And may Hades welcome you
In the terrifying underwolrd
To sing the song of death--
The requiem of my execrated dreams.

Your shadow may abide in you
But my vengeful spirit will always
Haunt you--not even death would save you.


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