Time to play - get out of your head,
Time to die - my cruelty will make you dead,
Show your fear, don't escape into
Your rotting gutted body,
Shall vanish in the maze of Death.
An ablazing usurper's dream,
Blasphemy to idols made in
Throne of might and its unseen Lord,
Stars waned by the fright of Him.
Shining jewels in his crown,
Like drops of my
Ceremony of the abhorrent deaths,
Words too insane to tell.
The pentagramic rule,
Of an absurd resistance.
Mindless decaying eyes of the dead,
Observe the world with
Staring at the crown of limitless domination.
Dementias, perverse lust and will,
To see my Master as triumphant,
of my coldful force,
To bring His enemies down on their knees.
Cruel, irresponsible wisdom,
Purity of duration in
Chaotic experiences of my mind,
Becoming now to be distinct.