Ignis Fatuus -

Watchful eyes of a curious kind

Yearning for the touch, the taste of her skin

Lusting for the embrace of another

Your soul is damned forever

Crushed with the brimstone

This is all you will come to know

As will the world

All will fall to their knees

And worship me

I am with a heavy heart

Clutching onto this memory

Their faces shone as brightly as the sun

Feeling the warm grains neath my feet

My hands, my eyes have seen the ghastly horrors

That it forced me to commit

This atrocity is his to share

But I am naught without my own fault

Take the blame

No one will believe you

Take the shame

For all the foul deeds you do

Fret not as I will restore your life!

But first you must grasp the blade

No!

Their faces beckon beyond the grave

For now they forgive me

And beckon me to the highest tower

I gave in once.

Not again

Your deceitful words will go undefined

These hollow words, this hallowed heart

Shall be rid of your deceitful nature

This changes nothing!

Your soul is corrupt as they come

You forget that your vessel is in my hands

You are but a toy while i bide my time

Why should I not hate mine enemies―if I «love» them does that not place me at

their mercy?

Better to reign in the inferno

Than to serve at the hands of callousness

That emperor, who sways

The realm of sorrow, at mid breast from the ice

Stood forth;

and I in stature am more like

A giant, than the giants are in his arms.

Mark now how great that whole must be, which suits

Which suits…

If he were beautiful

As he is hideous now,

and yet did he dare

To scowl upon his Maker,

May all our misery flow.

FLOW.