I the Infinite of Evils

I am the devil
I am Satan
In your heart am I
The sound born from no shape

Where my lies dominate
The triumphant lives of men
Who long ago forgot themselves
They are now their achievements
But most of all their tragedies

A treason to devour
Lust above all their manifest
Greed treatment until empty
Devour the whole earth

Where my lies dominate
The triumphant lives of men
Who long ago forgot themselves
They are now their achievements
But most of all their tragedies

I am Lucifer
What have I done
I lead no one astray
They walled away willingly
In their hearts am I

An evil shape
Born from a single sound
How easily they forgot
They denied all of it
Every fucking consequence
Gave their lives up to the lie
That greed and comfort might dominate

Where my lies dominate
The triumphant lives of men
Who long ago forgot themselves
They are now their achievements
But most of all their tragedies

Humility is Shame

Humility is linked to shame
A prison of man's vileness
A concept which comfort killed
So a false version of happiness
Could devour and take it's place
On the hierarchy of emotion

Shame is a prison of rusty bars
We look out to see old friends cheering
As if the self inflicted depression
Was a dungeon of eternal darkness

Remember to self examine
See yourself through the immortals eyes
Then be free of peer pressure
Of living up to an expectation
Ever unattainable as a dream

Shame is a prison of rusty bars
We look out to see old friends cheering
As if the self inflicted depression
Was a dungeon of eternal darkness
Turn now and remember the key

Humility is a starvation cage
Where acquaintances prod and judge
While we look inward to find comfort
No self examination necessary
When we wake from the dream
Tomorrow all will be the same
Comfort killed humility
Akin it now to shame

The Sinking of Hope

My hope is dead
Buried with my will
Six feet or more underground
I am in my twilight years
So let me be free

I am a man of war
A walking tragedy
The villain of shadows
More complex than yesterday
An every constant chameleon
Mobile and lingering ever upon peace

My hope she is dead
Buried with my soul
Six leagues under sea
A twilight ghost is me
Wishing to be free

I was a man of chivalry
Inspired to a prison of shame
A villain existing ever in shadow
Ever more complex than yesterday
A chameleon with arms wide open
Willing to live adapt and change
Perseverance until the grave

My will he is dead
Buried without mercy
Perseverance transmission shaken
I'm a twilight ghost of a man
Who was bought

Napalm Crest

The napalm flame in my chest
A fire kindled by rage for life's test
Blazing each mourning at sunrise
Awakened to put up a fight

Some will make it
While others will not
Once I was one of them
Waiting for signs of humanity
Every day I waited until I began to live
Perseverance is the test of all man

The napalm flame converts the soul
Burning for war against the them enemy
Those who live by the evil code
By the greedy will of our society
Awakened to rage
Amidst precious mourning

Some will make it
While others will not
Once I was one of them
Waiting for signs of humanity
Every day I waited until I began to live
Perseverance is the test of all man

The villain's napalm crest
Referred to as a flaming black lion
A being born of for redemption
But not by grace or mercy
For perseverance is the only test

Creation Falls

How can you say creation calls
When you can't even respect earth other
How can you say there is a God
When all around judgment falls

How can you say there is a God
When all around creation falls
The calling of respect neglected
By those who claim to live life free
How can you say creation calls
When comfort kills children
For another Goodman armchair

How can you say creation calls
When you can't even respect earth other
How can you say there is a God
When all around judgment falls

I have felt an arm go limp
After the earth's tears fall
As children die for greeds cause
We are the hope of nothing
Yet we enforce all the laws

The Slave God

I swear once I thirsted for water
But I saw the lies of life abundantly
Of a dogma whose God was not free
He became a slave to first world terminology
Words imbued with greed like revival and blessing

In the infinite mirror
He forgot our future
Time became linear
For a hollow dream

That comfort was akin to grace
Because we believe we deserve
The lie which killed redemption
Mercy trumps perseverance
So live a vacant life abundantly

I swear I don't know what you mean
Who I see in staring amidst the stars
Is a dogma enslaved God devoid of mercy
He became just another victim of our terminology
A new definition of what we needed to feel free

Through the window eternal
Forever was forgotten for yesterday
Tomorrow surrendered for today
So by our own methods of comfort
For mere moments we might be
Some vacant version of happy

In the infinite mirror
He forgot our future
Time became linear
For a hollow dream

All was Over

All was over
I drown when you cut away the anchor
Sinking in sorrows down into the depths
A tremor in a quake born at the slaying of hope

Death is a welcome silence
Life is not my concern anymore
This isn't my struggle anymore
But at the end I'll return
You'll see

All was ended
On the day my ambition anchor was cut away
Deprived of air I took in water while sinking
Amidst the tremor and the quake
Of a stolen soul sold into slavery
My silence is a golden treasure
Submerged into the depths

Death is a welcome silence
Life is not my concern anymore
This isn't my struggle anymore
But at the end I'll return
You'll see

Fade away in my last breath
This life is not my concern anymore
This isn't my struggle anymore
But at the ending of it all
I will return unwelcomed
Your blind eyes shall see

So long this is goodbye
Cut away my anchor
A tremor in a quake
At the end of my time
So endeth my life
My prison
My dungeon

The Final Dawn

At the final dawn
Please don't return for me
Prove their greedy dogma right
For every pain there is no justice
Just a judge longing for suffering
Well once you've achieved all that
You'll find me in death
The only place I was ever free

Dwelt in a prison of justified agony
Until I took my own very last breath
When my eyes closed finally forever
With my death died not your anger
Your suffering revenge was taken that mourning
By a lifeless corpse cremation burned
Alas fuckers I am finally free

Black Sheep Tumor

I stand before you
Imprisoned by anguish
A walking painting of pain
Soul stone statue deprived of no cruelty
Oh black sheep be spared no mercy

How I long for redemption
My life is a black sheep tumour
A disease amidst any congregation
Surrender to the demands of justice
Oh black sheep shall tribunal obliterate

Welcome to the judgment
Of a free grace no cost dogma
Where truth is remember only close to death
I'm glad my black sheep life distracted you
From the final truth of which you had no clue

Welcome to the eternal sorrow
A prison where shall be king and queen
Loneliness adorns your invisible crowns
I'm sorry my black eyes blinded you
From the clue to provide yourself the key

If only you'd found self examination
Amidst the silence of the jeering
As the crowd hammered home their words
Judging the black sheep that was me
A slave to a life of suffering
Perseverance in darkness set me free
In that alone is the clue to the key

How I long for redemption
My life is a black sheep tumour
A disease amidst any congregation
Surrender to the demands of justice
Oh black sheep shall tribunal obliterate

The last shall be first
Bound by our blessings for suffering
The first shall be last
Even until death they walked blind
Embracing the greed of free grace
A life of abundance crafted in slavery

The Yearning

Father is it wrong
To yearn for my own blood shed
Upon the shores below a cliff face
Or upon the knifes of thieves
Even add political martyr to my name

God I yearn for my blood shed
For violence upon my body
That my head might lay down
And be at peace as I pray

What is it to be brave
Shall I find it when I pray
Or be consumed with it as I bleed
For those whom are however abused
Shall I be violent on their behalf one day

Father I yearn for death's kiss
For my blood to be spilt
That the killing fields be forgiven
That wars between the greedy might end
For the sake of the children they forget

God I yearn for blood shed
Bravery in death tingling with bliss
Father kill off my mortality
Everlasting nothing imaginable left
Consumed by a depression
That anxiety destroyed my will
Inside of which my soul was kept
Bravery in me bound for hell
Postage, packaged and shipped

Villanous One

I am the shit villain
The one to blame
Who could never be brave
Accused of sending them away
The innocent attempt

So when I die
My final moment
Then thou shalt look back
In the black and white article
And feel a lasting impression
Of what it is to be brave

I the imbuer of agony
A villain betrayed for a kiss
By a love consumed with lust
But alas I still am the one unbrave
I caused the innocent to break

So when I die
Then shall thee quake
Quiver violently in the knees
Watched the video tape
The release of my soul's suffering
Notice the lasting impression
Of what it was to be brave