Monday, July 18, 2011

Bless the Beast

Blinded by blood in the eyes
The third opens
To see your skin
Dragged through the ruins

Because i can, because i must
Because your words are bold
But your soul is soft
So tender and unaware
That you are amongst lions, boy

The anger lid peels back
Seeing fear, barely concealed
And brittle bone
Ripe for breaking
Sweet sweet marrow

A beautiful bloodlust
Of the human condition
The hot caress of the beast
The yawning black of oblivion

Middle mind opening
The maw of the reptile
Fight or flight
Respect or pride
The monster must retain his honor

The step taken too far
Cannot be returned upon
Cower and shame yourself
For my pleasure alone
I will lap it up like milk and nectar

Past that, i promise nothing
The thought of pain is as exciting
As the dulcet tones
Of your urine soaked screaming

Your tongue flapped and made idiot talk
And you find not easy prey
But the rage of an elder god
He is awake and you are to blame
 
Heaven help you
And bless the beast