I am my own Religion,
I drink the sweet nectars of the living flesh.
I drink the flowing waters of the Earths' tears,
I am one with the midnight hour,
To be in the moment is all matters,
We are all just meat puppets,
marching to the beat of our decaying hearts,
To Live,Breathe & Be Eaten is all we know.
I am the Foe of my own Reflection,
I am the one called by many names,yet answer to none.
I am ...............
The living Remorse of ages long gone by.
I lie in wait just beyond the shadows,
breatheing in all the shattered lives that surround me.
I am Betrayed,
as well as the Betrayer.
Yes,if not Yes say Yes,
let the lie drip from our lips as if Drowned by it's very uttering...
let us Sleep now.......................;(

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