The Sinner's Path
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Chapter One:  Visions
 
The catalyst of fiction
My ungodly desire
Cut my mind into a section
Dissect the fire
My own worst enemy
Is myself
And the true enemy
Is yourself
A danger to myself
 
My way out
The angel’s wings burning
No way out
I’m too busy screaming
So I grab my butcher’s hooks
Loving the pain
Merrily, Merrily down the brook
I’m not sane
Dying on a forgotten plane
 
Under a wicked sky
I see the evil
Bleeding from to and by
Am I the Devil?
Or just an angel in skin
What would you have me believe?
Father, I am sin
Worshipping to seethe
My eyes can’t breathe
 
Licking the pills
I can’t see you
Getting hard fills
An axe will do
You’re laughing at me
You don’t care
About what you see
But would I dare
To kill the unfair?
 
I want to end this
Put down your toys
Simple playthings and this
Is how we get sick joys
You’re not me
I’m not you
Who will you be?
What will you do?
Without toys to do
 
Put away the children
It’s not playtime
With knives and a cauldron
Cut the lips off a mime
Bleed for your faith
Devils come and go
Die for your faith
Your life will blow
Away and faith will go
 
Is this how you show respect?
My murderous friend
I mean you no disrespect
But the decapitated heads are a fiend
To bestow upon my grace
It’s so loud in here
The blood on my face
Wipes away clear
When you’re not near
 
The pounding drums
Splinters in my skull
Drink down the scum
Do you feel null?
Because you are nothing
Nothing to scream about
To fight for something
That would be a great bout
Something to scream about
 
I saw you crying
Wishing for more
I’m afraid to say you’re dying
Dying with my ancient lore
My dead angel
Praying on hollow ground
Looked at me from another angle
You didn’t even make a sound
No longer to be bound
 
Your whispers mean nothing
Your shallow screams
Beg for a bloody hacking
But in my dreams
I saw you standing
With cold dead eyes
And I was trying
Crying with angelic ties
Remember me when everything dies
 
My gods fall from the flames
Is this really my life?
I’m sick of playing devil games
You want pain?  I’ll give you strife
Lie down
Give me a reason to hate
Fall down
Even in my tortured state
I’ve got reasons to hate
 
The walls have fallen
The demons are out
Our heads slick and our mouths craven
What’s all this noise about?
I hear the chaotic laughter
They’re not fooling around
From the tall and proud basher
To the lover I’ve found
No child will make a sound
 
The world will stop to turn
Flooded with fire
We’re all going to burn
In one day from pure desire
Look for charred remains
From dust to ashes back to dust
Who will be there to blame?
But you will pass to dust
That you must
 
I’m feeling alone
No one wants to listen
Cold to the bone
My fear shimmers and glistens
Every nightmare made real
Nothing to hold onto
Nothing but a teasing feel
What I knew to be true
Is nothing but through
 
The demons are calling my name
Begging for more
Is this what came
When I opened a whore
Time is slipping
Giving away to older flaws
Slipping
Digging in the claws
My heart under God’s saws
 
When all hope is lost
No one can see the past
But can you see what most
Can not see at last
My mind is at an end
I have no emotion
My cells can’t defend
This horrible sick motion
It was just a notion
 
In my darkest hour
There came a vision
A purity to fight the sour
Something to clear the delusion
Like a burning phoenix I rise
Giving birth to a new form
Able to shovel through the lies
Able to erase the deform
I know, for me, they will not mourn
 
My black wings spread wide
The smell of ash creeping away
The fires dwindle and hide
The sun fades to night’s day
With hell at my back
Angels and demons screaming in my head
Finding a faith that I lack
I have come from where they led
To give hope to those who bled
 

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