He had to Die!

He walked with heavy steps alloud Which rang with vacant tinge
As if running from the clouds Which seemed to follow him
Silently I crept around The shadows...ebbing...dim

Footsteps all too gentle slowed Aloof he cocked his ear
Erring didst I step too soon Looking fast he peered
Walking faster 'neath the moon As if he knew now what was near

Silent didst I cut behind a side trail with intent
(to) arrive fore and thus confine This sly experiment
Soon I stood - where paths entwin'd Hiding eager didst I sweat

Vacant steps (alas!) they rang Such bitter melody
Closer now his footsteps sang I peered from neath the trees
With gentle blows-Red fingers stain'd I brought him to his knees...

Waking in a dreary room sweet scents of musty damp
Alone he shook to free his hands Aghast to find them clamped
Screaming didst he scream too soon dissolving any hopes
(of) me his pious captor Ever loosening those ropes
(and) Thus began his first mistake Not trusting in my will
"QUIET LEST YOUR LIPS BE TORN FROM YOU NOW! SILENT! STILL!"

Soon his panting slowed and laguid tragedy befell
Held within a slewn of knots a crab of shadow's shell
Trepid didst he shake as echoes round him roll'd and swell'd
Sounds of iron instruments sang as muffled bells
Effulgence suddenly befell the room with lurid swell
Soon enough to see the flush'ed trails whence tears had fell

(in) Blinding glitter didst he wince beneath the brilliant sea
Of torches flick'ring 'mid the room allowing him to see
The chizzle resting pon mine hand parading destiny
To meet the hammer pon mine belt which hung listless and free
With poise I slithered twards him Lifting up mine tool he screamed
As iron stormed upon the helms which once resembled knees

Tears retreated from the ducts now flushed with seering pain
As tap by tap eviceration claimed his eyes inflamed
My chizzle painted with the carmine treasure which they claimed
Thron'd within mine hand an effigy of his disdain
Shivering saliva drooling from the mouth which sang
"What have I done, oh wretched one to now evoke such reign"

To which I laughed A somber note afore aloud I claimed!
"You have but to exist amongst the vermin of dismay
This world once piguant - glee; replete...now cowers neath the shade
Of moral vomit which allows the rats of god to play
Yet for this scissle heresy is not why you've been chained
I'm but an agent of the great Ebon which knows no name!"

"Ineffable to brutish tongue Unreachable for you
My tongue too temperal to convey its magnitude to you
This is my Icrian flight to taste the gods - such pious dews"
Appauled the beggars strangled lips sent these words whis'ling through

"You've gone insane you callous fiend without an earthly faith
For whilst you claim my meager life in heaven's sea I'll bathe
Enthralled in lucid splendor till the end of satan's reign!"

To which another laugh was cast to echo midst the vault
"I musn't blame fugacious dreams pon you tis not your fault
The great ebon has sent such visions witness one ye shalt
Man for cent'ries Wearily dispair'd In selfish hault
So fro the sands they spun a web of tales as old as galt
The fabeled son of god a humble serf all could exalt
Ebon live and well first witnessed all such prophets false!
So pigs, astray'd, devoured every comfit fro the salt!
So blinded lemmings like yourself could have a name to call
Your soul is but the sweat which leaks with fervor from your skull
You're but a goat, oh baphomet, Which Ebon's teeth shall maul"

The boy now languid from the vital fluids which had leak'd
Shivered questioning the notion of his captors screams
"If there is no god which lay foundation to mine creed
Then life itself goes nowhere and such beauty round - is bleak
And as the frothy waves roll out into the velvet sea
Such splendors of our world within them hold no mistery
Then my whole life has lead up to this waxing misery
To lie a fettered broken shell whom wanted to believe
In tales of gold paved roads to which I'd stroll eternally
Yet now in light of such decay I see my faith is weak"

Such fathomless epiphonees I witnessed from this serf
To which I quarried "Now thou hast evoked anew REBIRTH!
Great ebon may you relinguish this once star of mirth!
Extinguish him so he may see the darkness of this earth!

Within that lucid interval such rotting winds befell
Snuffing all the torches Didst I hear the whispers swell
Power surged aphotic mid the room with foetid smell
Alast the room alit again as shadows didst repell
Miraculous now once again the will of Ebon well
Standing now his knees anew he peered from neath the shell
Of scabrous fibers covering the nest where eyes fore dwelt
"I see again!! The Will of darkness knows no worthy tale!"

Back to his knees I knelt him down and pull'd my hood behind
To show him that two vacant pits now rested 'stead of eyes
He gasped to see that now around him colors swarmed and hiss'd
Such beatitude so pious with illed human eyes he miss'd
(and) So , YOU SEE, To truly Breathe such sights He HAD to die
Ne're fettered by the Corporeal dellusion he once Kiss'd