Demons 

Was in Love with the Demons
Had a lust for their blood
Feeding my craving, sealing my fate and
Unaware of what the future was holding
I evaded the light
The Sun got eclipsed, turning my days into nights
The angels were weeping
Tears dropped on my Soul as my Spirit was bleeding
The Truth got hold of my Being
My body was heaving, trembling in cold sweats
The future was set
Prophecy unfolded where the Secrets were kept
A place of no Return
A place some may find hard to accept...

The Scripture had spoken, my life was in motion
Unraveling itself right before my I
A Fallen being, in search of a Lost Paradise
But would I ever get there, should I ever get there
How would I survive
A journey tainted by Sin, infested by fallacy 
Trying to gain baring on Morality is a hard enough task
Scare Crows posted on every corner
Reminding me of the Past
Would I stick to the Path?
Or would I overstep the Boundaries?
Out in No Man's Land, in pursuit of my Sanity
But all the while, Primitive instinct got the best of me...

Through these steps, you may follow Me
Into the corridors of Darkness, where the Vultures be
Preying like Vixen ready to swallow me
A never ending cycle, this is the Hollow me
Content within a black hole, sleep walking through Reality
No Destination but a Destiny
No Righteous thoughts, just vivid Memories
Shackling me down, a Mile away from Liberty
Who but to blame but the Man in the Mirror reflecting Me
Into the dimensions of existence, into History...

A Tale of two Realms in Divine Harmony
The Yin and the Yan
Who do you choose to be?


The Reverend

'Demons' by The Reverend.

The Realm

Night dawns, candle lit room
Incense by my side, Spiritual fumes
A Virgin page illuminated by the Moon
Time to disrobe and consume...

As the ink spawns into scripture, Verity resumes
A marriage made in Hell, destined for Doom
Eternity disguised within the confines of a Tomb
Alive in my grave is where I wrestle with the Truth

An absentee since birth, I was blessed by the Curse
Exploring Existence on a search for Deliverance
I travel this black hole and watch life take its toll
It tears away at my Soul and reveals the Wisdom enclosed

A torturous practise that turns young into old
Embedded in my demeanour, the reason why I’m so cold
The reason why I stand bold
As decomposed being, resuscitated from the Living
My body deceased, my Spirit is lifting
The Oceans recede, the Soil is now trembling
Prepare to be seized for you may not believe what you’re seeing

The consequence of Man projected into your Prism
360 degrees, Pineal Vision
The Essence of Life, the Truth, the Wisdom
The seed that breeds fight
The Reason I’m speaking


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