Twisted Prayers

The Key

2024-02-27T15:57:00.000+02:00

"My pain is constant and sharp, and I do not hope for a better world for anyone.

In fact, I want my pain to be inflicted on others."

Bret Easton Ellis: American Psycho

Silence

The music is screaming loud today,

To cover the dissonant melody inside my head,

I guess this is what happens when the world is muted,

Your own fractured thoughts gain precedence.

Insanity

My eyes must be playing tricks on me

There was blood on the walls and blood on the floor,

I could taste the iron in my mouth,

But when I willed myself back to reality it was all gone

Loneliness

Alone in a crowd, is one of the loneliest places,

Surrounded by people that stopped living,

Entombed in your own fears, a race against time,

However you look at it, you lose

Death

I am the razor at the throat of the world,

Cold silver pressing against the warm vein,

There is no greater power and no greater fear,

If I let go, I’ll cut and take the world in Death with me...

Thoughts Overwhelming

2022-04-20T03:20:00.000+03:00

NO MORE! I CAN'T! I WON'T! NO MORE!

He screamed towards Heaven, he mumbled against Hell

His broken heart allowed for nothing else,

The images tormenting him one at a time,

Painful reminders of what could have been,

Sweet memories of paradise lost.

He would have wanted to be flayed alive,

Perhaps the pain would have been more bearable.

He would have wanted to be set on fire,

Perhaps at last he wouldn't feel so cold.

He would have wanted to be drowned,

Perhaps his tears wouldn't feel as bitter.

This was not a time for self reflection,

For the mirror he held was crude, distorted,

That which was shown was wrong,

The memories eating at him from the inside,

Slowly feasting like maggots upon a putrid soul,

A soul with nothing but sorrow left to give.

The worms kept on devouring the last revenants of his soul,

Eating and eating and crawling and soiling the last piece of purity,

The sorrow kept on growing, well fed by this unholy scene,

This rotting carcass of a body held tight by the snakes that grew inside,

Erupting one by one to add to this torment, as if anything could be more painful,

Than the memory of love lost...

Creature of the Dark

2021-08-11T03:40:00.000+03:00

"Prey, be shameful,

Pray to sin,

Prey be fallen

Pray to me…"

Pr[a/e]y

Thus the witching hour begins,
Beware the man that smiles in the dead of night,
He looks like a man, walks like a man,
Talks like a man, hungers as a wolf.

His smile might fool you, for in the dark...
A grin is mistook for a smile,
A howl for a whisper,
And tearing of the flesh for a caress.

You see, the dark is our friend,
The shadows pretending to be human,
Gentle with the wolves,
And all the beasts that hunt at night.

Such are our ways,
These are our pleasures,
Unspeakable our yearning
For in the dark we thrive.

Ramblings

2021-08-09T23:01:00.003+03:00

What a beautiful day, what a life to have... Living on the edge, but who does manage to see just what it means? The edge of life itself, edge of sanity, edge of reason, edge of nothingness and despair.

Another day gone without sense or reason, a day that passed and no one will remember it. It's funny, if you ask me, it's just a day closer to death. A death that bides its time, slowly crawling towards me allowing me the pleasure and despair of studying it in each and every detail.

Oh, how I loathe the moment you will reach your destination, my accursed lover... Meanwhile I watch you come near, while I remain this perfect vessel of nothingness.

Voice of the Serpent

2020-04-26T02:05:00.000+03:00

“In the garden, met my old friend

He's the one with many names

You have always been like a brother

Good to have you back again”

Me and that man – Cross my heart and hope to die

Went down in the wild garden today,

The angels are still there,

Hiding throughout the old trees

Listening to the song of the serpent…

Who would have guessed?

Who would have known?

That the songs of the serpent

Are buried deep within us all?

Such words he sings,

Such warmth in his voice

Such sorrow and loss,

Such is the way of the serpent…

Who would have known that the sun,

Would shine through the trees,

And that its warmth would make me feel alive,

Sweeten the venom of the serpent

Flowing through my veins?

Igniting my one flame and lust,

My passion and contempt,

That worlds could devour?

Accursed Lover

2020-01-27T19:00:00.000+02:00

"Ah, the eternal refrain of humanity. Pleading ignorance, begging for mercy. "Please, help me. I don't understand." This is the life you chose, Joseph. All the people you hurt, all the appetites you indulged. You have destroyed your own innocence, allowed your flesh to consume your spirit. You are your own king, and this is the Hell you have created for yourself.”

Hellraiser V: Inferno

The sun has set; the sun has died

My eyes are blindly looking for a light

The world I live in, became darker

My hope is lost, along with the light

Chained within the darkness,

In a world this dark and cold,

My only salvation in the hands of another,

That I’ve forsaken so long ago…

Alone I break my soul against the walls that I’ve built,

Waiting for a day… my bones won’t break, my skin won’t bleed

But how could a day still come when my sun is dead and gone?

The irony does not escape me: the architect of this hell I am…

Here, at the edge of everything, I gaze into the abyss,

The abyss avoids looking back at me; it cannot stand what it will see

The perfect vessel of despair, and the supreme container of

That which might kill a man, a saint an angel and a god

The ever-devouring mix of love, hate, rage and despair

An ocean of each, I would say

That only a drop is enough to destroy a world

I curse, I hate, I love therefore I remain…

Your accursed lover

Dead Awake

2019-10-31T19:56:00.002+02:00

The moment when your body grows colder

Awaiting...

The last warm breath,

You feel the darkness shrouding you in,

Perverted mistress...

You wait for that moment,

Alone...

To let go of all you've learned

Wrapped in the arms of your deadly lover

Awake in death

Eons to pass, infernal succession

Still entombed

The candles extinguished

The world of man, forgotten

You cannot move

Through ancient new born woods,

You've heard it all

The dying screams of the dying world,

Your lover squeezed you tight, and then...

You smiled

Time

2019-05-28T00:37:00.000+03:00

What if the world would freeze in a moment?

Would all of its sorrow will be gone?

And what if the mind would awaken,

And all that would be left, is just now?

The light would cease to envelop,

Everything that is, right or wrong;

And all of the sounds shall be frozen,

Playing forever the maddening tone...

Some people, forever, stuck at birth,

While others in the moment before death,

What wondrous horrors will awaken,

In the eternity between a second and the next?

What beautiful joy in this stillness,

Forever alone and forever in love,

But all of thoughts shall be frozen,

No beginning, no end, not for one.

Dissonant Harmonies

2019-01-23T23:41:00.003+02:00

Tick-tock! Tick-tock!
The clock rages on...
Tick-tock! Tick-tock!

Time stops for no man...

The metaphor insinuates itself
Into the mind of the tired one;
You cannot tell the damage it inflicts,
Until you felt the cold touch of this hell.

Weep if you must, but tell not a soul:
What once was, cannot be no more,
Touched by decay, even the voices of gods
Turn to psychotic screams of impotence.

Tick-tock! Tick-tock!
If you could turn back time;
Tick-tock! Tick-tock!
You would fail the same...

Believe

2016-08-08T18:31:00.001+03:00

Believe in nothing
As you descend into madness
Believe not the voice,
That tries to turn you around

Believe in delusions,
When heading for destruction,
Believe not the lies,
About what shouldn't be done

Believe in forever,
Believe to make it so,
Believe in forever,
After forever has passed

Believe in damnation,
Trust not you'll be forgiven,
Believe in the poison,
After the bottle is done...

Symphony of the Fall

2014-10-16T12:54:00.001+03:00

A cold day under the sun

A world screaming my name

Unknowingly,

A hunting ground full of prey

The dusk of creation,

Dawn of destruction,

Anguish of a dying world,

Whisper a prayer before the fall

Innocents are born,

To die as sinners,

Perfect engine of destruction,

That most of us call life.

Harvest your prayers,

Enjoy your sins,

Prepare to witness

The symphony of the Fall

Dawn

2014-06-24T10:09:00.001+03:00

Behold! Chaos is here
Tranquility is lost
But this is not the dawn of making
This is the dawn of the end...

Be it so that another man rise
From the ashes of the old
Keep in mind that whatever he promised
His legacy won't turn to gold...

Pay no attention, not at all,
To the people that hope
Their souls won't be sold,
Put your trust in no one,
But the prophets of the Fall

At peace for a while,
No more rules to break or bend,
Remember the dawn of the making
Before the dawn of the end...

Awakened

2014-05-28T15:17:00.001+03:00

Cold
Enclosed space
I open my eyes
Darkness

Anguish
Cannot breathe
Heart beats faster
Fear

Stillness
Anguish turns to rage
Fear turn to hate
Despair

Putrefaction
Hate claims shape
Rage focuses
Death

I close my eyes
Heart is pounding hard
Silent screams
Revelation

I'm in my grave

[Chronicles of the Fallen]: Infinity

2013-05-29T14:24:00.001+03:00

And the eight demon
Threw his vial in the face of a god
And immortality was taken from them
And given to the two,
To subdue mankind
And rule for all eternities

Fallen angels, fallen gods,
There is no difference after all,
There is a time and place,
For the weak to fall...

The walk on the dark side,
Came to an end, past ahead-future behind,
The time came undone by weakness,
Reshaped into a better, stronger image.

The clouds will gather,
But they're already gone,
Feeble attempts to summon rain,
Will be rewarded as such...

Pay attention, listen well,
Make no mistake, your life is hell,
I spit the words that come to pass
The deed is true, no more, no less...

And the two have split and shared
All creation throughout the eternities,
With kindness and brutality,
Destroying in order to create,
Killing to give birth...

Mask of Conformity

2013-02-21T01:54:00.000+02:00

Wear your mask proudly,
Right up until the end,
Whisper not the names of demons,
And the ways you wish to bend...

...before them.

Wear your proper suit,
Try not to be late,
Your meeting goes on,
And on, each day...

...with conformity

Allow yourself the moment,
Enjoy your subtle break,
Light a candle for your thoughts,
Perhaps you'll find them darker still

...than the deed that goes unpunished

Waver your spirit, pay the ticket,
Hell awaits, and Hell should open,
As the woman's legs,
When the man brutally enters...

...for a while.

Lost in Sin

2012-12-24T04:21:00.000+02:00

Bleed for a moment of joy
Repent for a second of sin,
I know you well, soul made of flesh
This is how your torment was to begin

Taste of flesh, taste of sin,
Your flavor well i know before i begin
The moment ends before you sleep,
The nightmare just a doorway

To what you feel...

Despair, so close and yet is far away
The moment ends when angels shall repent,
The bleeding minute just a blink away...
Thus all my questions shall begin...

Repent, receive, redeem...
Words unspoken yet
Still so true...
There is no heaven
...Yet all tourment shall begin

New Ways/Old Ways

2012-09-27T17:02:00.000+03:00

the rest is over
season of the fall
begun anew
poison for one's soul

abandoned by mercy
in our sweetest dreams
blinded by conscience
sickening visions of yesterday

fear the day when all is done,
the night is raped anew
my mind is struggling
to comprehend the new dimension of

power,
of love,
of fear,
of despair...

Pagan Promise

2012-06-30T21:41:00.000+03:00

That which is born of flesh,
Flesh shall consume...
An appetite that worlds could devour
And with a lust beyond all reason...

The season of raining fire...
Consume it all with a simple breath,
Suck the venom from the snake,
Lips of fire, touch of death.

Tortured spirit, tortured flesh,
Pay the price and win the ride,
Oh, fair lady beware your fate,
The serpent will slide his way;

between your tighs...

Suffer unto his pleasures,
The road to hell is poison,
Dripping from his tongue,
Filling you bit by bit,
accursed reminder of paradise...

Erect Delusion

2012-05-29T13:24:00.000+03:00

Falling deeper into dementia
There is but only one cure
My long forgotten bullet
Awaits patiently on a shelf

To be brought back to light

Sickness, thy name is joy,
But only for a moment,
When the happy face
Is but a mask

For the weeping boy

Broken dreams lie
Beyond the curtain,
The ritual of reversal,
Avert your eyes…

The cycle goes on…

Seemingly undisturbed,
The gate to hell,
Never abandoned,
Opened wide,

New souls to devour…

Altar of Flesh

2012-02-27T19:27:00.003+02:00

Cast a shadow, if you please,

Tourment's over, all things ease,

The ache of loss, the pain of faith,

Embrace the dead one,

The one that all shall end...

Cast a nightmare, to all things ease,

A river of blood to wash disease,

The fear of death, pain of the fallen,

Flay the dying gods,

To allow new peaceful reign...

Inflict horror, in order yourself to please,

Allow the living hell to witness your disease,

Enjoy your demons, they'll treat you well,

No living witness,

Into your fortress of solitude...

Summon your fears, from deep within,

Allow them reign over your flesh and soul,

Scream with pleasure, cry for help,

If up is down and right is left,

Always the same, always the one to blame...

[Chronicles of the Fallen] - A Matter of Choice

2012-01-21T15:31:00.002+02:00

Remember this, remember well,

Heaven is the place from which the demons fell,

Exiled to constant ordeal,

Remember this, remember well,

Frome heaven comes all hell...

Imagine this, imagine well,

The punishment for wishing knowledge,

Is the constant living hell...

Answer this and answer well:

If hell's for angels what's left for humans?

Consider this, consider well,

What is ignorance for the human mind,

If not the highest form of blessing?

I beg you choose and choose this well:

Would you rather rest in heaven,

Or forever burn in hell??

Hell's Gate

2012-01-18T22:43:00.003+02:00

A whisper of the dead,

Here on the edge of life,

Gazing into abyss,

Immortality is just a step away...

A leap of faith for the fallen,

Benevolent smile from an absent deity,

Desgusted from what you leave behind,

The only way to go is forward...

Forward turns to down,

The pat on the back - a brutal push away,

The deads of life - the deeds of death,

Confess nothing if you wish to live!

No single act remains unseen,

Whisper prayer for the dead,

As you cross over the edge of the abyss,

Immortality is to be just a step behind...

Edge of Sanity

2012-01-14T00:23:00.007+02:00

In the corner of your eye,

Flashes of another time,

Each moment, a reason to fear

The reaper, waiting,

Behind closed eyes...

The boy looked up,

He saw the moon

Clouded,

By the days to come,

Pain was all too real...

To bleed once more,

To feel alive,

To kill all hope

In a blink of an eye,

A tear of blood shall flow

Happy little puppet,

Just worship your strings,

Kiss them until you bleed,

Before you hang yourself

To obscure your mark of shame...

And when the deed is done,

They all would wonder

How could and why would he,

The answer, always, eluding them all

Hiding in plain sight...

Divine Perversion

2011-12-02T16:39:00.003+02:00

The damned fell back into hell

Cold of winter everburning

Wheel of fate that's ever turning

Round and round spinning into oblivion

Armies of the dead, spreading across

Barbarian hordes thirsty for blood,

Fields of corpses everlasting,

To feed the lust of the new born god,

A world must die...

No final prayers for the dead,

No carved stones to remember their names,

No candles burning their poison up into heaven...

I pitty the slaves of divine perversion...

A river of blood

To appease a god,

Hidden in mortal flesh,

From the loneliness of eternity,

Plague amongst men,

Feeding with life and death

Mostly with pain...

A child burning his toys...

Crude Awakening

2011-11-16T23:30:00.003+02:00

Whisper myself to death,

In a dream,

In a forgotten world,

Lingering memories,

Of a time before...

Sounds of horror,

Screams of pain,

Loving reminders

Of what I was,

Perhaps never again

Dying and smiling

Falling and hoping

Burry me not with the dead

Leave me not to rott,

With the damned,

I wish not to disturb their sleep,

Because of my weltered soul

That may awaken them all...

After all is said and done

Remembering,

Perhaps now hoping

More likely, bloodletting

A cold breeze inspires

The awakening

Of a long gone soul

Doubting its own existence...

Futile