Sense Scarity - Devilyn

Die scum!

Your hateful gaze

Nothing means for me I tread your dignity into grimy dirt

The pain you feel is orgasm for me — a deepest feeling

Suffering resents creative

When it comes

Time slows down its run

Our looks cannot meet each other

Because how can you see

Your own daemon of demise

Before you understand what happens

I soak in your last breath

Scream, you nazarene bastard

Let the world hear your groan

Let it feel your pain and fear

Your eyes fade like candles

Your body numbs, your fear disappears

The bloody human life is transitory

Too few pleasure to take

My daemon nature, greedy again

Time to find a new subsistence