By Noxx
Look into a mirror and see what you are.
Look into a black mirror and see what you’ll become.
What you’ll see are black images of Death.
Ghostly illusions of false immortality.
Use your ears and hear what is real.
Use your inner ears and hear your terrible Master.
Illusions or silence or thoughts, how will it
end ?
Your senses tell you, you are still alive.
Are you living in Hell as a slave or master ?
Do you listen when your name is called or do you
ignore those voices?
Was it yourself or them who called you?
Can you solve the puzzles, what awaits you after solutions you think were correct ?
If life is a bitch, are you in love with her ?
Betrayal of love is that your freedom ?
Can you see in the Dark ?
What about darker episodes ?
When will you ever sit on your own throne ?
When will you never have to say sorry again ?
Who knows ?
That question can be answered. Both do, just look at those eyes who say
nothing.
Nothing, the bereavement ends in fury as the rage
unfolds dark tranquility on the part of the dead body that kissed divine.
No escape as you smell the scent, eaten alive by the flames that burn all
of you.
Entering a different world you’ll see eyes of cruel life, broken limitations
and unholy laughter you’ll hear.
The sounds resonate with your natural fear and all is Hell again. Blessed
are those who die. Kill me if I’m wrong, so I won’t be blessed.
You will be left as a corpse.
Throw away the food for the apes, everything that nourishes you is dead or dies soonly afterwards.
Sadness on you part as you find out the sacrifices were worth it.
I called that angel who fell and my wings were taken.
I live among a different race.
My eyes are dead eyes filled with different life.
Those souls cry out to be freed. Dead are the nourishments for those who cry out for more sins to be done.
Do you want your soul back ?
Every payment goes from the principle of guilt ; that what is without being in guilt, can be given back. No giving back can take place in the vision of natural connections who were made totally voluntarily.
No exceptions to this rule.
Just look at your contract ; with what did you sign ?
You’re trapped forever to the most clever One.
Hear the laughter and live before as well as you can.
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