The Unspoken -

Better dig this in the deepest of holes

Only thing to be carved is your soul

Taken away

Apocalyptic, the hammer will fall

Personal eclipse lets blackness end all

Progeny betray

Enemy

Flesh debris

Absentee

Death flies free

The Unspoken

Better cloak this in the darkest of shrines

Blade of dawn lets blood flow like red wine

No remorse

Assassin from shadows a murder suspect

Creator of windows will leave you defleshed

From a life a divorce

Cause and effect will leave you dead and wrecked

Die

Surreptitious, all-seeing eye

Burning lead liquifies

Always cloak this in the darkest of shrines

Closed casket funeral far from benign

Taken away

Apocalyptic, the hammer will fall

Personal eclipse lets blackness end all

No remorse, a torn, limbesque bouquet