Come to me for I know you can hear me of denizen of the deep, Out of the darkness I call thee, Raze my broken body and give me new life, Light my soul afire for all the world to hear it scream, Come obey me minion of nothing servant to no one and lilith to the world, I hear your calls this eve of destruction, Come out and make me one with you, Strike a match and imbue my heart with rage, So i may forget the sorrow in my forlorn mind that plagues me with thoughts of self retribution, If it takes but a prick of the finger and the leasing of the soul to be rid of this pain I beseech thee, Come take this wretched rag soaked with the blood of my ancestors and those i love, Take it from me for I know not what to do with it any longer, The pain goes beyond words thought and even deed is consumed by the pain, Make me one of the Denizeen you call brethren and I shall care no more, The light from the kind hearts of those I care for does burn me now even as I consider my actions, Self defication of the most horrid offense to expunge oneself onto another, A most terrible crime worthy of a keelhaul, Even as I sit here waiting for the end I cannot help bu think what lies beyond, Then I chuckle and know that this place has held Nirvana for me, It has held places of peace beauty and grandure the likes of which no Denizen for the fire tongued depths of hell could fathom, I say now to thee oh unholiest of emotions, The killer of great men and women the ender of life and joy as we know it, Be gone from me for your power over me has left, And I yet again will rise in the morning and be glad to be alive. |