Hear the thrusting like thunder
A fire-wind of thought, the coming storm
Feel the flaming rape of logic
Insanity's seduction is at hand.
Twisted are they who fornicate the storm
the seed of iniquity is forged
A tainted sky runs red from within
The ideals of a madman are born!
There is no love from within
Nor, the glitter of compassion
Only shafts of ice and crystalline
This, the house of pain.
A malodorous iceberg powered by cruelty
Unleashes that seething ooze
Blackened water this river Styx
Rush throughout the body so cold!
Hear the echoes, the dripping echoes
Hear black water slip from the roof
A rippled pool a sadism spews forth
The flow of hatred, a wave of evil.
Corridors of malaise run endless
A specter looms just ahead
What was good has been vanquished
Terror now reigns within the abyss!
Windows unto madness
Reflections of agony
Pools of pure deception
That prey upon the weak.
These black orbits of search
Relentless in their pursuit
Only magnify such pleasures
As they assess unspeakable deeds!
The true extensions of the mind
Reach out unbridled and unforgiving
Tread not these deadly vipers
For they shall strike at a moments notice.
A ten fingered vice, driven so
By blind fury and unnatural strength
Yet, precise and gentle when need be
These hands, so many lives have passed before them!
All melded as one like the metal in a fine sword
Behold the psychopath!!!