Poetry of Love and Pain

Diary of a Justified Cruelty

As I lay here ever so silently
With no words to be spoken
I burden myself with savage thoughts
Of malice misdeeds yet to be performed
As you slander my good name
With the lies that roll off your rancid tongue
I hold this blade as it smiled back at me
Aching to dance a masquerade of blood amongst your skin
So as you gratify your soul with constant self worship
I pry the self placed crown from upon your head
And as your dynasty falls
I'll destroy the body of the hands that forced it
And I'll bathe in your bloody plague
Caress your withered soul in my morbid fascination
Ending your sinful essence will give no greater pleasure
Your humanity in the spotlight
Silence falls upon this court
So play the ballad of your death
And let the vengeful dance begin