Bleak existence

Corroded blades draw the fire of night For a perished existence to a vortex of magnificence No pleasure greater, no circumstance more dire For now He lives through me Underneath this flesh lies a broken man Splitting the will of secret angels Building bridges to other paradoxes Swallowing Thy serpent semen Corrupting for the God above, God below With a heart who will see no hope nor love Chains keeping talisman restrained Making the dusk as eternal this man's fate This bleak existence The path, clearly revealed His essence of revelations unfold From glorious white lines To the unbearable shame of Man SATAN SATAN SATAN