Quietus

The culprit, you act before thinking Caught in your ignorant sin And lying to your own reflection You thought you could hide Deprived of my own innocence, denied The infinity of recurring torment Your comeuppance See, hear the torture inside Devourin

Where the silence moves with every beast. Beneath them sits the wrath of their sickness No Mercy,No Pity, wind swept sands of the blistering light. Farewell greenfields and birds of flight... They dream on banks of summer beyond the beauties of the w