A life brought in this ratrace

Fruit of a vase rife with thrace,

Destitute thought and grace

A soul lovingly embraced

But a hole full of distaste

What is it that cannot be effaced?

A blazing riot in this carcase

Never ready, never braced

An ever empty vase 

A growing clot pounding a deep bass

This world a fucking disgrace

Only a shitty marketplace

A matter of birthplace, color and race

Someone give it some streptokinase

Or a gun to save some face

A body bludgeoned by a mace

Again and again, a faster pace

This interface of too many a poker face

A must for the lust to get to third base

Social, cyber, all a waste of space

Let the heart under, so it finds solace

Lady in her fortress

Hiding a pulsating abscess

Voiceless squirming corpses 

Sewn in the pleats of her dresses

Rabid souls shrieking

Wrung in her kohl, they sing

A lament from beyond

Her lips betraying all she conned

Seeping from her lashes blonde

Tears from the bottomless pond

And down from her perfect neck

The bourgeois's triple sec

Bitten, pecked and licked by many 

Her sternum nestling the skeleton key

Further down her navel

Felled many an angel

Oh, but she's deaf

Oblivious to Seth

Stealing her every breath

As she gets closer to Death

No barriers left to transgress

No more murders to acquiesce

Time to profess

She's a harpy, not a goddess

Dictated by fate and molded by society 

We learn to hate that which we cannot be 

With a chained heart, 

And a tortured soul 

Both so far apart, 

And we're just a stagnant shoal 

Striving to comprehend the Maker's art, 

yet unable to be whole 

All following a set road from the start, 

freedom left out in the cold 

So many secrets untold, 

So many hearts in fear's hold

Countless souls with clipped wings, 

All too afraid to get rid of the strings 

All that the Devil covets 

Just more ignorant puppets

A story that began at an altar

But ended beyond the pyre

While his heart he did surrender,

For the promise of a wonder

It kept him waiting for ever

Subjecting him to torture

He fell in the nether

Over and over

Wishing for a saviour

But there was his lover

Watching him going under

In the unflickering fire

Her eyes manic with pleasure

He saw her rancor, so bitter

And as she broke into laughter

Then came the reaper, looking for fodder

This enslaved heart

With all of its beats unheard

Like the silence of a caged bird

With its vocals torn apart

To break that cage of solitude

Seeking riddance from this servitude

Alas! An impasse!

As the heart is the servant of a lass

And when it comes to freedom

The heart has not that wisdom

Chasing time and again

Obsessed

Not worrying about the pain

Prey of a love confessed

Why doth the heart pine?

For that inexistent sign?

Listen, for the heart is but a swine

So shatter this meaningless shrine

And don't go breaking your heart over me

For it will be one sin too many

No place to call home

For all this while

During this exile

She was left to roam

Striving to survive

Trying to stay alive

Mustering every ounce of will

In trying to resist evil

Her close ones never held out a hand

Showing just how much they cared

They only just smeared

So she had to take a stand

She weaved herself a cocoon

Closed out the world

Got labelled a loon

And inside she curled and unfurled

For so long she was left alone

Her chest now harbours a stone

In hate she is clad

As she lost the little humanity she hadq

This is something shitty, for the people who can't let us be
So here we go, with the flow
A description of them, hopefully their requiem

There are fakes, who know nothing of the stakes
And the hypocrites, devoid of any wit
Forget not the hunks, who have souls devoid of any spunk

Hopefully soon to die, the bitches, spreading rumours
Least of all, the blabbermouths, lacking in couth
You're not worth a buck, so we don't give a fuck

You're all eyesores, bores and fucking whores
If you had any sense at all, you'd hide in a hole
Don't ask why, for your own sake just die...

The mask is there
For you not to stare
Not to look into these eyes
And find nothing there
Besides the things you despise

Forget not, remember
What I did to them in Winter
The heartless massacre
Judgement I had to deliver

Pinkish tinge of snow
Frozen blood that couldn't flow
Their carcasses food for the crow

An agent of chaos
I am the reason for your loss
Your lethal enemy
The only cause for this anarchy

So love me not,
Pity the abyss in me
Kill me, set me free
Gift me death and let me rot

There used to be a little boy
Always in the corner, deemed coy
Nobody knew what lay beneath
He was only a sheath

The horrors he had to witness
Cause he couldn't hide
Made him hollow inside
An empty shell with an abscess

A sinful being that kept him awake at night
The pulsing wrath, hate and spite
Squirming and screaming to be let out
Trying to make him give in, blackout

One day he could no longer take it
He had reached his limit
He gave in to the wicked voice within
Spread onto his face was an evil grin

He was no longer just a vessel
For he was now One
With the vile creature from Hell
The familiar voice from inside
The Unholy Guide

In matters of the heart I indulge not,
For mine was crushed and left to rot

By a Maiden who I admire
By that Lady who left me sinking in this quagmire

I cursed myself for loving her
My nemesis, the heart-slayer

Now, slumped in a corner
I'm awaiting the reaper

My wrists slashed, my limp body
I'm itching to cease to be

Noticing my reflection in the window pane
Seeing my face was blue

Like the blood running down the drain,
I was finally through!

You can be the love of a punk

You, my little skunk

You're synonymous to my subutex

The haze at the apex

The ecstasy during sex

You've been my valium

That substitute of the pauper's rum

I'll keep on consuming you

Till your senses are so blurred

That your words get slurred

You're the neighbour's poppy seed

The bitch of no breed

Morphing you to cocaine and heroin

You'll satisfy my cravin'

I am what morphine is to pain

The endorphine injected in your brain

These hands, white with opium

The song of death, I hum

I am the merchant of pleasure

And you'll need me forever

For I possess all that you treasure

I believed I had a heart

Before we grew apart

It then felt like an aneurysm

With some unexplainable mechanism

Denying that I was forsaken

Not understanding that I was broken

I just went on

Not realising I couldn't hold on

My feelings gone rancid

My veins, a haven for acid

In my chest, shadows feast

Scary thoughts, dreamless sleep

Left in a forest so deep,

How can anyone not turn in a beast?

And so, I believe I no longer have a heart

Beneath my ribs, demons lurk

The aneurysm did its work

I am now a piece of art...

Sitting on my window sill

Watching the dance of the snow flakes

Looking outside at the frozen lakes

Thinking about all the blood I wanna spill

The bloodlust is more powerful than ever

It's getting harder to keep it abay

I feel my innocence peeling away

My soul crying a river

Sitting on my window sill

Watching my misty breath

Huddled in a corner, awaiting death

My hands are red from my kill

C'est une si belle nuit

Pas comme les autres

Ni comme les vôtres

Il y a mes peurs qui me tuent

Mes amis ainsi que mes ennemis

qui s'enfuient