Fury of Black Overlords
By Riven Waker
Detach the mind to face eons of suffering ahead
For I will taste of
my vengeance its vintage will soothe
My timeless journey into ultimate
darkness
My hatred is all that I have left to me and I shant waver
A pestilent faith disgorges denegrate life and hope
The need
to conquer beyond perfection unto reign and prey
Bring death by fire
and flame to the exalted holy ones
Feed mightily upon their great
treasures of purity
Taste breath become brimstone and the moral
eludes
Devoid of vulnerability and immune to sacred light
Arise
in draconian splendour from magma ridden bowels
As deathly white light
I, Lurk, arisen all along the Horrorizon
I am the Horrorizor!!!!!!!!!{alone}
Born to survive Armageddon
By my hatred you shall die
In dust
beneath the swollen sun
Let the maggots alone taste the fruits
of man's glory
Carve away white benighted halls of pious sacrifice,
away like flesh
Away from the Earth in disastrous misjudgement they
flee
In minds of finite dimension entrapped since birth, simpletons
Induced as they were spewed from ignorant whores' womb
In
alternate thought in tragic iron, forgery the masses' lot
If mankind
won't be ruled then let it be slain en masse
May we executioners roam
forth upon crystalline paths' finality May the maggots alone feast upon
the fruits of man's glory and greatness