
I am your pain
you're God
you will serve
me....
Eyes closed
Blind dose
push the needle
farther in
hush the crystal
screaming rush
One taste,
your disgrace
Fall to pieces
Call the teases
Burning fire,
lust, desire
Putting trust
in pure disaster
Late at night,
cold and fright
Breaks it down,
Hells claim
plays a game,
bones to ache
Bled lies
My Soul Must Die.
I scream
bleeding dreams
Cold passion,
Midnight theme
Iost in
injected screams
Broken mind, Soul divine
I Am Your Pain
You're God
You Will Serve
ME.
Poetry by Poet Blood Thorn.
possible editing...by
ears2hearyou.
Artist: felidae84 of deviantart.com






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