Ouroboros
A Knight of Hell is released to rain devastation upon humanity and gather souls for the Inferno. A gallant hero full of rage and pain faces the knight as the world burns only to defeat him and learn that the Knight was once a hero like he was and now he is cursed to become the very monster he fought to destroy.
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Nothing to lose
but these chains.
Burdened, entombed
by my shame.
Spreading my wings,
as Lucifer sings,
of the terrible things,
my eminence brings!
glistening right as
the bell tolls!
The only light now
is inferno!
Let the revels begin
I'm ready to sin!
I'm immortal!
I'm a movement!
I don't follow
I'm a revolution!
Freed from my shackles
this is the line that I'm pushin'!
Drafting a whole new constitution!
Write it on the victims
of my latest executions!
Let the streets run red
I like it better that way.
Nothing much left
for you to save.
Let the oceans boil black
I like it nice that shade!
Sunshine's never coming back
Even if you pray!
Let the streets run red
I like it better that way.
Nothing much left
for you to save.
Let the oceans boil black
I like it nice that shade!
Sunshine's never coming back
Even if you pray!
Battle for Hell
And ensure
A world of metal
made pure!
I will be better
My blade’ll be wetter
Than any go-getter
You could have indentured
Nothing will stop me
From ending this venture
With all of the spoils
And all of the Pleasure!
So lay down arms
and open up your own
I come not to harm
but to ready your souls!
I’m immortal!
I’m emancipation!
I’m your squalid little world
on a rigid diet
of pure damnation!
I am not the silence
before the storm breaks high
I am the violence
of hell
rendered
unto just one guy!
Let the streets run red
I like it better that way.
Nothing much left
for you to save.
Let the oceans boil black
I like it nice that shade!
Sunshine's never coming back
even if you pray!
Let the streets run red
I like it better that way.
Nothing much left
for you to save.
Let the oceans boil black
I like it nice that shade!
Sunshine's never coming back
even if you pray!
Feed into your hatred
I like it when you rage!
Nothing burns like hate
at the end of days.
Free your inner pain
I like it in your eyes!
Driving you insane
as your last hope dies.
I’ll smother you in blood
and let your anguish lie
and maybe you’ll become
What we both despise!
This cycle is unholy?
Yes, I thought so too
it’s not totally inaccurate
that I was once like you!
Humanity is fleeting
if you let your anger drive.
Now your soul is fast depleting
and you won’t survive!
Your pity is a pittance
and the bills come due.
The inferno needs deliverance
and it falls to you!
© Steven Mailer 2020
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