Born from your brain, sucking blood from your veins
Hollow inside, filled with your treacherous thoughts
Yet, I'm your own God?
I was the not being, you gave me form
Your own form, your own soul and womb
I'm now your own God?
You wrote laws, ancient rules on stone
Your own decree, your own conventions
Then how I'm your own God?
All the gates are locked by the keys
You bestowed me through the centuries
All my emptiness has been filled with your faith
In my name you killed, in my name you slaughtered
In the name of the human race
In my name you crucified
Teary lips darkened by livid thoughts
Cold blade shines, sweet caress to despise…
Rip
Skin is opened, in red water cut
Life’s lymph now falls, dark tragedy written in only one act
Shroud
blood spilled like tears of cry
the last one and the real one…
In red water
Cut, by troubled life
No more false dreams to cry for…
Bloodbath
to erase these desperate eyes
Self termination forbidden sacrifice
Blood spilled for a spell, the evil and fatal spell of suicide
Broken veins are vomiting the last light
Teary bed for the eternal sleep
No pain, no life, no days, no nights
Slow beats for the rhythm of tired heart song
The agonizing body loses soul, slowly
Any drop of the hopeless truth, is raining now, is falling now
Red
Frost
Senseless
…the last one, the real one,
For one last time, all in the name of God
So much blood spilled for just a spell?
I raised from your mortal body and bleeding swords
To the level of perpetual eternity
Your mortality has become my eternity
So how can I be your own GOD?
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