dave sherratt - Dying

Dying and riddled with provacation
Umbra sieves thru the gates of hell
decorticating shell fades to black
making me blind, making me ill
decreptitudinal mad becoming extinct
the dark gates are 3d
adumbration of other self
meeting with fallen me

So pleased to meet my inner
but really and truly sad to say
that i didnt get to kill you
But you're fcuked and dead anyway
enter into a taylor made hell
sliding, slipping on guiltless blood
penumbra solidify's, soul calcify
and charred as smouldering wood

As my personage path finds
rhetoric, better look both ways
left is the souls that wilt and die
on the right, demons and devils hide
justice for me is incomplete
vexation of a good heart
where was this in real time?
validation justified. miles apart

Drenched in blood red, tormented and tortured
Abyss' witch inflicting dismay
hells whore, fallen angel
a cheap screw for satan to lay
impregnating perditions daughter
alice in cinderland. insomniacs stalker
barely cobered in skin. degenerance flesh
free to run riot, vermillions walker

'mirror me? ' she screams
rebuild this empire of flames
'strip and tear souls, call me insane'
'am i the only one with brains? '
i spit into her featureless intelligence
'banshe be gone, suffer'
mephistopheles angers
exposing the arch fiend, beelzebub and others

Inviting me to look into his mind
his soul constructed of many demise
screaming that makes my ears bleed
corroded spirits, brimstone and fire
lucifer laughs. 'your help never came'
'that day you lay dying in the pouring rain'
'you were laid onto skulls of men as you'
'this is your world, never mortal again'

dave sherratt

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