Unravelling the Obscure

Under a waining black moon beside of a rotten corpse chained from neck, with a marooned blackened chain waiting for his own death The whispers of the cold wind, they chill down my spine, The endless void where the truth and lies entwine. I’m haunted by the things I cannot see, A universe that’s laughing cruelly at me. This universe making me wait my end by someone a cruelly and nobody fucking care I don’t want to, see the beyond, Don’t care for what’s above or fucking below. where are you God, let me be, I Don’t want your twisted mystery. blinded by your fear, I’m grounded here, I’m only flesh and bone, Dying without a purpose, Keep your secrets to yourself, leave me alone. take off Your throne, throw it in fire, Your crown full of lies, I’ll find my truth Beneath… beneath this empty world “Praise me”

I am made with disgusting flesh by your Presence I whispered to your miserable soul but you never answered still searching yet no finding still waiting but no answer Am I dying? answer my question Am I dying or is this just my existence you heard my all of my whispers that I told you In your hell nobody know I’m the only one standing here nobody will hear why did you let me do this why did you create my existence all of those questions remains unanswered

For the first and the last time, he saw the morning break, Felt the sun upon his face, in a dream he could not shake. But the light was only a fleeting, in a moment in his hand, And as the sun began to fade, in a nightmare that he wont wake The stars began their whisper to the sun as the moon took the rise The sun dipped below, as the colors washed away. And the night took hold forever, in the silence of the night , this unpredictable darkness Is a death way For the first and last time, the sun bowed low, to the endless night above, The world turned to silver, as the darkness claimed his love. And in that final twilight,praise the sun below Memories blur, of days once bright, Now just a shadow, trapped in the night. Trapped in here, frightened souls Yet the emptiness crawls doom As long as there is belief, they will continue searching the meaning of life in the dead Was it a gift from heaven or a shackle from hell?

Cold bodies lying on the ground. pulling them down one by one. shouting but no one’s been here. the wilderness and forest so warm. silent screams echoes in the dark. All the things I saw reminds past. But the pull is strong, the abyss deep. The womb so far now… I am the one, who dig your grave held your heart bare handed lonely as the god’s itself But I thought all… gone