Sunday, November 22, 2015

The King of the Broken and the Decayed

I am the King
Of the broken
Of the rot
Of those without hope
The flesh of the decayed
More deviant than Rome
Orgies are nothing
Compared to my being
Crimson banner
Crown of thorns
Throne of nails
Kingdom of bones
Empty promises
I am the king
Of the false
Of the lie
Of the betrayal
Of all things
That are good
Step out, my soul
From behind that veil
Stop hiding
Embrace my heart
Taste my fear
For once
For I am the one
Who will fail
If you do not save me
Redeem me, bring me
To the kingdom
That will make me whole
Let me breathe
Let me live
Heal my soul