I rise from my palace of turmoil
It all ends here, with mind fixed on the culmination of an era
to never end…
I rise!
I rise with a smouldering goblet
A toast to havoc and abhorrent futures
Chalice held high, I pour its emerald innards down my throat
Tasting its lucullan bitterness
Leaking from my lacerations, I let tongues smear me, drink me…
Regurgitate and I will swallow it all again!
For each passing dilutes the vigour in the soul of man
Each passing resolutely brings us closer
to the infinite torment of my tyranny
Each drop I let drip
slowly squirm their way through my esophagus,
rippling my vision
My eye of misfortune confirms that I’m the great usurper!
Behold the Mutilation King!
The elixir of suffering is pouring through me!
A first droplet spills and hits soil
After a life entombed
I’ve finally emerged with a vision of Infinihility
A solar ray buried…
Spine rotten through…
Offspring nourished, none so vile!
Heirs of the heir of the world, so hostile!
The gullible crawl before me
in the reality of their vast loss of control
Howlers and cryers linger before the entrance to hysteria,
mourning their weak lost to the grave!
Open up the gates, part the flesh,
rip and tear the way to a brand new world!
I watch your every step in sovereign neglect!
As another drop beflecks the soil,
forlorn are the masses who swallowed my snakeoil
Weak hopes of salvation led to devastation
The delinquent aeons, its resulting decay,
mercilessly paved my way…
and with my last gulp I step into the eclipse,
a lonesome traveller reaching towards his final haven:
a continuous misery, and as I step into the unknown,
alone and ridden from the last one of life’s irksome burdens
my vision ripples still!
I die!
My eyes present no more visions
Waters of oblivion wash over me
Will I reach infinihilistic purity?
When dead there’s none to conquer,
but I will not be fed to the worm!
I am to disintegrate…
forever disperse…
After a life entombed
I’ve finally left my world under a dismal crown!