Home is indeed where the heart is
I would study her aura, her laughter and her friends
Sitting patiently I would be watching daily by the clock tower
Whilst she enjoyed the companionship of her girlfriends
I would wait patiently admiring her beauty from a distance.
Contemplating her slaying in my ever maddening mind
Killing her slowly, slicing her youthful skin from her flesh.
Engaging in the most evilest of thoughts, destruction of her soul
Desecration of my kindred spirit from the heavens above
Nightmares have now become the vision of my reality
Everything else stood still and paled in to complexion.
Evil desires entwined with hell itself showing me the doorway
Sacrifice her sweet flesh and damnation shall be all yours.
Wondering to myself what if it is an illusion, this is an illusion
Out thinking me seldom hurt, but increased my eagerness to kill her.
Undaunted by my own doubts, my faith had long ago disappeared,
Longing for the doorway of eternal hell to beckon me again
Does the Devil know that I am coming...Ha,ha,ha
Soon he will see me but no not yet, I still have plans to finish
Corruption of the church would soon be paid back in full
Anointment of the innocence would be my final deliverance
RETRIBUTION…the messenger whispering his satanic verses
The thoughts and visions quickened with my racing heartbeat
Her body pure and innocent void of all which is unholy
Eating me away with every fresh breath she breathed into her lungs.
Hearing the sound of clock tower bell’s strike six, I new it was time
Eagerly I had been waiting for her friends to say there farewells
And I new it would be the last time they would ever see each other again
Reaching inside of my coat I take a glimpse at my sacrificial tool
Touching the shining edge, feeling the power and the presence within
Opening a slice of my own flesh and testing the blades power
Flashes of pain licked at my senses, uncontrollable urges engulfed me
The sound of her footsteps mesmerizing me with the sound of a sweet lullaby
Her innocent whistling drifting past my ears, whilst I stalked her shadow,
Every now and then I would smile as she looked back at me in the fading light
Dancing under the apple blossom trees, she carried on whistling to herself
Enticing my senses to slice the shadows that walked in front of me
Virgin flesh of sweet child who confided in me with all her known faith
Is now on the verge of destruction, my hands trembled only with willingness,
Lord of the cloth would strike a dark nail into the heart of the church
Hello Charlotte have you been practicing your singing young woman
I quickly open the doorway to the church letting her through the doors
My blade was singing its own song now and wanting her even more
Still I bid my time, for time was plentiful in the house of God
Even now she smiled, smiled like the angel that I new she was
Looking back at me with her faithful smile and unsuspecting eyes
Foolishness of the children who put there trust in the hands of another
Always I had known this, but still the children would flock to me
Never decreasing in there numbers or the faith that they held within
Demons now called for me to carry out my demonic ritual
My sweet Charlotte comes closer, making me twitch with excitement
Another step then another, then another, she stands before me
Kiss the cross child for you will be delivered on to him
Eagerly watching her as she leans forward and kisses the cross
The reflection of her face flickers back from the cross and into my eyes
Heat rushes from my feet and all the way through my entire body
Evil had finally joined me and now dances amongst my satanic veins
Holding onto her tightly I quickly smother her mouth with one hand
Easily overpowering her, dragging her to my private chamber
At last, I would fulfill the burning desires deep within my soul
Violence the underworld had shown me would now come to fulfillment
Entering my coat I pull the blade out, gently pressing the edge to her skin
Not enough to cut her sweet flesh, but to silence any screams inside
Sit down Charlotte for we have a lot of work to do.
We've been brought together by the powers that dwell in both of us
Each searching for its own existence amongst the chaos and confusion
Evil and good, must cross each others pathways on this journey
Prepare yourself my child for you will see the glory that awaits you
Tying her arms to the chair I gag her then reach for the Gas Mask
Easily fitting it over the top of her head and onto her sweet face
All the time thinking of the perfect cut the perfect slice into angels flesh
Running the blade across the mask, watching her shake with fear
Slicing her for the very first time, pushing the blade deeper into her skull
Opening her up, slicing around the mask, she squirms and twitches in the chair
Fainting from the agony whilst I slowly peel her flesh back from the mask
Blood sprays across my face as I peel the hot skin down to her shoulders
Leaving the mask intact I cut away dangling flesh from around her neck
Opening up her chest, her heart still beating I pierce it with the holy cross
Only now do I see that hell is I, and the doorway was there all along,
Deliverance is but a dream that gives birth to the darkness within...
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