For my wicked spawn
Shall hunt you from dusk till dawn
Your dress
I still have your dress
The same you wore that night
When you disappeared in the ocean
When the lurking creatures dragged you down
It still has your scent
I inhale it every single night
And it's like you are right there
I can feel your soothing presence
Beneath my skin
I can feel them crawling beneath my skin
Thousands of them wander through my body
Torment me slowly from day to day
Keeping me awake for centuries
In this coffin I am trapped with them
There is no escape for me
This is my curse for my sins
Please forgive me
Scarred
This is my punishment
An everlasting torment
These scars that constantly bleed
Because I am a wicked breed
For what I did I had to pay
And for my victims I had to pray
He punished me for my wicked deeds
And sent me on a mission to kill all the evil seeds
The burden
Ease my burden
It weighs down my mind
Drags it to the bottom
Of an ocean of insanity
Once I used to be free
My mind floated in the skies
And as I grew up
Them swarmed my once innocent mind
Such horror
I have witnessed such horror
It gave me endless terror
That creature I saw in the dark
Left on me its wicked mark
I heard the screams of its prey
As I hid in the dark and pray
The creature disappeared in the night
And I ran and ran and ran in fright
The soil on my soul
Death came for me
It was swift and just
It took me away from the world
Of a species that wrote its own doom
They placed me into the womb of the dying world
A world soaked in the blood of mankind
And inside its womb
I heard the world crying
Such horror it witnessed
The madness of mankind
Their foul deeds that made the universe shiver
And the stars to disappear from its canvas
And I lay inside its womb
The soil of the world protected my soul
From the atrocities of the world above
And we cried together until the end of mankind
Dancing with the Devil
Every day I visit your grave
People tell me how I am so brave
How I am good at suppressing all this pain
But they don't know my soul now is just a stain
It slowly fades away
Because on this world you couldn't stay
You left this world of evil
And left me dancing with the Devil
And I dance with Him on this graveyard
Trying to keep you safe from this bastard
That wants to take your soul
But I'll protect you my sweet doll
Ominous chant
I heard it in the dead of the night
This thing many would consider a blight
This chant so ominous
Forged by the tongues so poisonous
The chant foretold about the coming of doom
I could hear it as I hid inside my room
It foretold about the coming of madness
And a thousand years of darkness
Oh such doom shall upon humanity
But they deserved it because of their insanity
Because of their destructive nature
They won't have any future
Room of mirrors
Imagine yourself standing in a room
This room full of mirrors
That reveal every face hidden behind the mask
That reveal every character trying to claw its way out
I stood in that damn room
And saw them all
All the faces only a madman could carry
All the maniacs I tried to keep within
They crept within my mind
They tried to swallow my soul
And they succeeded
To fight them all I couldn't anymore
One by one the mirrors began to shatter
And they swarmed me
And they tore my soul apart
And I became a man with a thousand faces
Feelings
They overwhelm me
They keep me bound
I cannot hold them anymore
These feelings drive me mad
I just want to empty my mind
To forget everything and start anew
I just want to live my life
Without these feelings that keep me down
Someone to talk to
Have you ever talked to yourself in the dead of the night
Just talked and didn't care if anyone would hear you
Talked to yourself about all your problems
Talked to the one inside of you in hopes he would make it all better
I did it many times under the moonlit sky
As I sat alone on a bench made of stone
I talked to my inner self and he always listened
He was the only one that ever listened
I didn't care if they would proclaim me crazy
This society that rejected me and threw me into darkness
That forced me to hid behind the stars
This society could never understand my feelings
The one inside me was the only one who ever could
And so I talked and talked to him
And he patiently listened and listened
As the world around us began to slowly wither away
Blanket made of mist
It gently falls upon the city
This blanket made of mist
And I watch it in awe
As it surrounds me and makes me invisible
I glide through this beautiful mist
Not knowing where I'm going
I just glide and enjoy in this peace
As the mist makes me blind to the evil of this world
I cannot see the wicked deeds of men
I can only see the purity of the mist
And evil cannot see me
As I finally find serenity in this world of depravity
The long road ahead
I walk this dark road without end
Wondering myself how did I end up here
I remember myself being in a car
And a very bright light ahead of me
But now there is no light
Not even the stars on the sky
But somehow I can see this road
On which I walk upon with my bare feet
And as I walk people from my life appear
They glow with some divine light
One by one they come and talk to me
About the decisions I made in my life
They tell me where I went wrong
They tell me it's not too late
They speak and speak for what feels a century
And I walk this road without stopping for a moment
And then it appears in front of me
A tunnel from which comes light so pure
I step into the tunnel and the light embraces me
And I open my eyes as a different man
The pictures on the wall
These pictures on the wall bleed
In this house that is my creed
The pictures of my family
And of my wife Emily
I had to kill all of them
I created a
ll this mayhem
In this wicked house
Where I was treated like a mouse
And now I drown in their blood
Please forgive me God
But I just couldn't take it anymore
Please stop all this gore
The tormented orchestra
Under the stick made of bone
A choir of screams performed
A music so beautiful to the wicked ones
A music so carefully composed by the most wicked one
They screamed and screamed in unison
As they were being cut by razors and saws
These people without hands and legs
This orchestra that drowned in torment
The most wicked one composed music so dreary
With this orchestra he carefully built for years
It was his dream since he first heard the most chilling scream
His dream from the day he slaughtered his entire family
And as their screams echoed throughout the hall
The wicked ones celebrated the most wicked one
The most wicked one released a tear
While the orchestra drowned in them
Dames of the night
You can see them during the night
Standing in the streets
Patiently awaiting and flirting
With men seeking the warmth of flesh
And you can see them driving off with those men
To grant them unimaginable pleasures
And you can see them coming back
But those men you will never see anymore
This dread within you
I have seen such dread at the bottom of your soul
I have it seen through your eyes filled with despair
What terror has consumed your life
For you to carry such evil deep within
Horrors in the mist
What horrors dwell in the mist
Is it my imagination or is it real
This madness consumes my mind
And these visions shatter my sanity
This mist slowly consumes this wicked world
Bringing nothing but dread into our minds
And there is no way to escape from it
We can only drown together in an ocean of insanity
The princess and vengeance
Body full of scars
Lies under the stars
On the cold gray stone
It is her eternal throne
Beneath her he bows
To find her killer he wows
His eyes full of rage
His soul trapped in a vengeful cage
His love she was once
They both loved to dance
They enjoyed in summer evenings
They loved all the living things
And then the dark figure came
And it had no shame
In taking an innocent life
With its silver knife
His lost his princess
To a thing from utter darkness
So he decided to have her avenged
And this vengeance made him deranged
Withering rose
And as this rose withers away
Your death made my mind go astray
Death has taken you into its embrace
And then laughed directly into my face
There is no life for me when you aren't in it
This candle on your grave for you I lit
In hopes of seeing your ghost
Without you I'm lost
Gothilibrium
There is this library somewhere beneath the ocean
That speaks of all the dreaded things in this world
And about all of the worlds beyond
In which dwell things from our worst nightmares
And this library runs a librarian so old
Older than this galaxy in which he now dwells
These books he keeps in order
And tries to restore sanity to those who read them
And whoever wants to read them
Has to ask a simple question
And then enter this vast library
Where reason does not exist
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