Brood of Hatred obsession

With every thought there is pain
Reminding you of a shattered past
Same patterns remain echoing
The manners they thought you
---Eyes shut, limbs cut
You will hear the sound of darkness
The forth wall is slowly moving
Crushing your soul into madness
Don't blink, don't look
Your higher God is ME
Scream again my holy name
Don't utter a voice until
The ritual has ended
The sleeping beast is waiting for its meal
Feeding on the misery of broken souls
To death and destruction they are driven by gravity
Terminal velocity will distort the their bodies
Anatomical paradoxes
Are riling your existence
Eternal repetition of holy ignorance
Enslaving your every desire
---Eyes shut, limbs cut
You will hear the sound of darkness
The forth wall is slowly moving
Crushing your soul into madness
From the far horizon, beyond the borders of the cosmos
Winter is coming with a thousand moonless nights
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