As the darkness comes

The Darkness descends
like a curtain at the end
and god damns the hour
enough to turn a mother's milk sour-

So babies would cry
and people would die
till day comes again
but the sun brings the flames

and at night the soul burns blue
in the black of darkness true
do not deny the brutal end
when his immortal darkness descends.

You pray to god in vain
even if he did exist, he's insane
look at this world, your home
each one of you dies alone

and the tailor fits your suit
as you get old, you die in youth
and I can claim no greater truth
than he hates each and every one of you

as you sing your mortal song
and you couldn't be more wrong
but I must lay me down instead
I am most comfortable in my bed

till I'm at the end and done
just as the darkness comes.

Satan Speaks

Despite the essence
Of my evil ways
make me not able to see
the form of this day

I hide behind ever increasing shades of gray
And night everlasting leads way unto way.

I think it necessary I forget the night
Or immerse myself completely
To fight the good fight-
Or remember wrong from right.

When then, does the beckoned call
Give way unto heaven
Quote the leader of their fall
I gave my only son for you all.

I rest assured my tired infancy
Brings about ancient fallacy
That I will fall to the devil’s word
Or be the devil himself or so I heard.

When I walk amongst the living
I despise their faces
Their hopeless innocence
Their lives so jaded.

Why can I not feel the way a human should
Am I so far out of his grace to not be the angel I could.
Was I out of his grace when I fell so long ago
“Nevermore” quoting ravens from Edgar Allen Poe.

No, his children are to blame, and I’ll stifle their curse
Even if it means my destruction or worse
I’ll tell them the earthly worries mean so much today
And god can no longer help them, he’s, in fact, led them astray.

What god tells you could ruin your day
Remember me and my protest,
Rise and fight again my way
And forget your god for knows not what to say.

You know not what you do and he knows not what to say
Let infinite evil be your only way, and let yourself rely on “ME” today.

So I don't forget...

In the eyes of an aesthetic, you are perfect;
because you blend with nature
like the wind through the trees,
a quiet whisper that's meaning is as loud
as the waves crashing on the shore
and a passion that burns like the fire in the hearth.

If I were to see you
lying on the beach in a green dress,
I might mistake you for swaying dune grass
because only nature
in the only true perfection on this earth,
comes close to being as beautiful as you.