Sunday, December 11, 2011

It is Me

My desire is the flame
I caused the unholy fire
There are none to blame
But our own shames
If the angel of death
Azrael may kiss
It comes from within
Despite what we are told
Though the famed exist
In haunted memory
Hades watched over the realm of the dead
Pluto was King of the underworld
Lucifer was the accuser
His voice bled fire with a hiss
Satan was the impresario of sin
But they are not responsible
They exist but we created the place
Where our soul remains
We are the jailers
We are the makers of Sheol, Hell, the Abyss
We are the keepers of the gate
By our own greed
By our own betrayals
By our sins
By our hate