Black 'UNFINISHED'

A river with eternal flow
into who’s depths
we one day all shall go
into a silence of deathly embrace
down we all shall go
into pure emptiness
of an incomparable void
stripped of all our merits
and stripped of all our sins
laid bare as if before a God
for the final judgment to be weighted

This darkness that surrounds us
Clawing at our souls
surrounds us every day
boring out expanding holes
the wings of hope are clipped from shoulders
realizations of horrible truths
the sun is dead
the warmth a hoax
the love but an illusion
to harbor false hopes.

Boring in the hearts of men
delusions cloud their minds
praying for a release
for the death that already came
the beauty of life decays.
so fragile in its state
it rots, it burns, it withers away
leaving its ragged bones and stakes.

Onto these bones we all shall fall
dropped from on high our perches
The comforts of life, help us shall not
The blood of our bodies, sustain us shall not.
for there is another for whom that is needed.
a ravenous beast, never to be sated
Teeth of bones, and jaws of malice
eyes of pestilence and a heart never there
it feasts of these creatures. Pitiful and weak.
rends soft flesh, devours sweet bones.

A Beast the world sized.
and immortal as the raging winds
ever present, ever watching
awaiting its need
for it is the Feaster of sweet human flesh
So tender and supple, ripe from its own strife.
Its victims number trillions, and more fall everyday
an endless slither of souls
sliding to final doom.

To us never seen
To us never to be heard
a fate never prepared for
A concept thought absurd
A great future awaits us
The faceless brother will say
invincible are we, never to be swayed.
To see these lies is to be destroyed
To witness this truth is to be forever maimed
the Medusa of mankind
A fate of stone encasement

A great plague upon the world
A cancer of another kind.
Stripping flesh from helpless bones
burning bloods from ruined veins
a body of great stamina
once unfettered and free
n ow turned to a ruinous hulk
a ghost of long past glory.
A cancer of black heart, and many hearts there be
A cancer billions strong, invading every seam
No word can describe it. No science give it name
Desperation incarnate, doom by any other name.
A pain beyond the veil of the flesh.
A pain beyond the void

The suffering of its victim
So long it must endure
and darkness will not come
a death eternally denied
It strikes back with rage
of fiery malice and zeal
tearing out its aggressors
screaming dust on a bloody wind
fever rises as the pain lances
burning fires
madness loosed at last
Its chains finally chewed free.

And at last the death does come
an the vengeance is complete
for the cancer of the victim
in death it does defeat
But madness is eternal
in a universe so cruel
The crimes of men an women
always for which they must pay.
into the Feaster, countless will fly
The Feaster overwhelmed, continues his gorge