THE RAMBLINGS OF AN INSANE MAN'S MIND
Once in darkness i shall call
and hither you will run
for I am the forgotten son
of the one who you truly serve

  and on this path you will come
to see that which you are
merely a puppet
in my masters game
who has sent me here to pull thy strings

  As you wade through a sea of blood
grinding the bones of children now become meat underneath your feet
you begin to weep

  For tis I who brought such sorrow
to the wretched and the week
and as you gaze upon my throne
a grotesque monstrosity of flesh and bone
you realize you are not alone

  For your children surround me
placed upon pikes writhing in agony
and as you sink into the pit of despair
these words float through the air
" Away from me you demonic little rapscalloins!! Be gone!  Back to your whores of mothers before I cut you down!!"

  Reality stes in for i am your sins
from wich you cannot run
for i come calling once in the darkness
and thus yee shall come forth to me.....
         PUPPET
For in darkness i do lurk
waiting for you to abandon
all hope of what morning will bring

  You have stumbled into my realm
that wich I treasure the most
such as the sight of your head impaled upon a post

  This is my world
the world of shadows and lies
do you like what you have found inside
or shall we dig deeper
drawing ever so nearer to the blackness within your soul

  For this I do know exists within you
calling to you
drawing you ever deeper
to what you fear yet crave the most

  This i know
tis the darkness wich I am
residing within you
wrapping my icy grip around you
until I engulf you
in a sea of chaos

  You have now become your true self
welcome to the world  within.........
               CHAOS