Devil's A Patrician

DEVIL'S A PATRICIAN

Thoughts of my sub-conscious mind,

Peace; would I ever find?

Anguish in my blood and soul.

Is self destruction my sole goal?

The fragile spine of my burning cadaver,

Life turning into unrecognisable matter.

Sorrows of love and pleasures of pain,

I’m looking for nothing to gain.

Blood creeping out of every orifice,

Enough to paint his entire crucifix.

Hearing chafe in voice of lucifer,

Responds the Hellish Executioner,

“Dear fiend, peace seeks only calm minds,

Self destruction yields ashes of various kinds.

No matter how long this pain will last,

It is always a result of the past.

I’m the one with pearls of pain,

Burning since eons is what I claim.

Power of love is secondary to none,

Life without love is just not done”.

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