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Crackened

I have just scratched the surface of my latent hatred
Of my blind, awe-inspiring, narcissistic, misanthropic, vehement self
In Flames draws it
As, I believe, Nightwish will
There is so much power here, my heart is stone.
But inside, oh how is it acerbic!
Corrosive, burning
It burns! I feel… the burn

It yearns to burst out 
To… to kill
Do I mean that?
No, just thoughts.
Twisted, darkened thought.
Define me?
No, they do not.
The moment I turn this music off
I am out.
I am me.
But, right now, I am king.
A god, DO AS I SAY!
…and leave me be.
Desolate, forgotten.
Anything else is unsatisfactory
No… IT IS TORTURE.

So get away.
Get away!
Humans make me weak.
I acknowledge no pain,
only that which you give me

So leave! 
Go, go now! 
...and live.
It is all your fault,
it is all your fault!
My twisted, wretched existence
Bound by darkness,
Bound by rusted iron chains,
to this never-ending life
of pain, of misery, of anguish!
Escape? There is none.
Certainly not by your hand
You are foolish, you are human, and you are nothing.

How could you think us equals? 
Don’t you see me? 
Don’t you see my power?

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Streams

You are the air that I breathe
The sunshine on my cheek
But a shadow of a dream
Mi belle magnifique

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God

My word is law
My oration, is gospel
So, my worthy follower
Take a tome
Scribe upon it, word after word
Of spiteful rage
Against all, against man
Condemn him, for he is wretched!

Do include, my obligatory worship
My all encompassing presence
Infuse it within them.
And have them proclaim this,
Have them proclaim my name
And if they should refuse?
Kill them, kill them all!
Heretics! Do it in my name!
They are unworthy 
They are soulless, so cut out their hearts
For I am all
For I am… Lucifer.
NO! I am… GOD!

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Me Vs All

My heart is ice
My heart is cold
Impregnable
You cannot defeat me
I am final
ME!
No one else
Huh! If only someone else could be
If only someone… could defeat ME!
Maybe then, I wouldn’t be so alone
So haunted, so scared, and so feared!

So inspired
By nothingness
But the lives I destroy
To write in my own blood
I am destined to
It is in my veins

But how could that be!
Surely, this power is not of inheritance
Because I am better
Because I am me!
And me is final

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Gluttony

I stand alone, ablaze
In the pouring rain
Inside of a vacuum, I SCREAM!
In silence, raging in flames
The rain cannot help me
Nothing can
It cannot extinguish my misery
It cannot extinguish my pain
No, it need not
For I am cold again
A blanket of ice, hath covered my heart!
And hardened.
Frozen… TO THE CORE!

For days, I am stagnant,
I feel nothing… ONLY YOUR FEAR!
It is delicious.
But then, the fire grows
Once again, inside of my heart!
No! It melts the frozen stone!
It cannot melt the stone!
It protects.
It protects… me.

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Transme

I am white 
I glow, luminous
I spread my wings
Levitating, feet bare
Suffuse with power
Suffuse with joy

But oh, the regret!
As my halo falls to the dirt
And shatters into a thousand pieces
Indistinguishable.
Even I, the master of all, cannot it reconstruct

But oh, paralyzing terror
Eyes stretched across my face
Twisted countenance
The wickedness of which,
matched only, by my convulsing body
And my halo-less dome
As I sprout horns!
Massive horns!
Horns that I use
Horns that I use… TO KILL.

Oh, what pain!
Oh, how I am wretched, I yearn to feel again!
I must fly again, I must seek the angels!
Only they can restore me! ME!
But they will not
For now I am different
For now I am queer
I am born anew.
Reincarnated, writhing in red.
The red that I once feared.
WAIT, NO!
The red that I…
THE RED THAT I… FEAR.

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Vacancy

All of this occurs in my head
Though I feel it in my soul
Burning, yearning, contorting!
It is unrelenting.
Proof? Neigh, it is not external
There is nothing to verify me
It is all within
In the depths
The depths of me
Come inside, and I will drown you!
And you will die.
Surely, you are not wretched as me!
For if you were, you would be a serpent
A repulsive, detestable being!
And you would swallow me whole
And I would be FREE!

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Doom

Freedom, flight.
Omnipotent? 
No, over what?
I am alone
In  this subterranean soulscape
It is heaven, it is me!
NO, WAIT!
ME?!
NO! I am still traped!
Accursed self-delusion, you hath given me hope!
How could you be so cruel?!
Now I can feel again… now I can burn.
I am infernal, PUT ME OUT!
My heart is not ice
I am vulnerable!
I must again turn cold
Again… I must kill
For if I kill, I am different
For if I kill, I am not them

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Perfection

Now, I join Nightwish
Only, I soar
High above the birds
High above you
For, whatever I near
I seer
Therefore, I must hide!
Surreptitious steps, within my own omnipotent greatness
Oh how, in the land of angels,
I am preeminent!
Number one! I am on top.
I am… perfect.