Whirlpools of Coagulation
A mirror’s soulless image.
Jubilant for the wounds that do not heal.
Scabs, never heal for the damned.
Blood stains my happy essence.
Suffering, come grip my arteries again.
Truths I have always known.
Enough with struggle! I embrace torture.
Righteous demon within.
Glorious inferno the abyss that encompasses.
Beauty of my darkness.
A flame for glitter in a valley of cadavers.
Littering the wasteland of my mind.
Complete is the triumph of the beast.
A new day dawns,
So, The Beast Within reignites the Gothic Inferno.