Drink the devil, kill the light, <br />Consecrating hellish fights. <br />Seep into the underground, <br />Wear your conscience, live the sound <br />Of deafening quakes of earth, <br />Sicken, never kissed the dirt. <br />Make them humble, scream I could, <br />Just because we can doesn’t mean we should. <br /> <br />Crawl into your own deep mind, <br />Wrestle beasts that you do find. <br />Everything must come to rest, <br />Cry your eyes out, blood of chest. <br />We’ll slash you ‘til you’re sobbing and <br />We’ll kill the more and more again. <br />Power we seek, nothing but greed, <br />Do we feel stronger after we’ve done the deed? <br /> <br />Living in darkness, waiting for <br />Armageddon to take us home. <br />As long as we know the world’s to end, <br />Who cares what we do ‘til then? <br />Let’s eat our children, let’s make a fool <br />Of all our enemies, they were so cruel. <br />And as for caring for peace and love, <br />This is what we want because… <br /> <br />Killing for the pleasure, <br />Face of dust, <br />Grace the youth with sacramental <br />Dreams of lust. <br />Make them humble, make them die, <br />You know they believe in afterlife. <br />Coursing through and true, <br />We love the hand <br />Of death.<br /><br />Christopher's Dead<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/enyo/
