Dies-Ease (Wrath)

1. Removed from the ground, brought to an end forever, Severe in all her acts, disappearing adorned, Justified for divergence, she’s left Debasing all others, Alacrity among us, shedding clothes in a feral state. 2. Alive in an excruciating love, a fear of her own image. Created in her own image, infernal reminder. Evanescent struggles of enlightenment. 3. Unforgiving dreams of a stronghold on the brink, undeviating in her council, jaded, wretchedness so delicious it resolves intrusive insight. 4. Alight to fiery chasms draping carnal confirmations on a promise of a lover you created. A youth, beaten, smiles idiotically through tears. Crawling on stems of broken vessels, fails to acknowledge shame, a windswept confrontation in a word of love. 5. All in all we are forever, we are never. Psychiatric therapy disinters trampled beings. From the outside to the overwhelming forgotten unrelated, everlasting. 6. Do we ever have an adverse effect on the lack of remorse, the perceptiveness, its end product: the consummation of desire, to breathe your last breath: to repossess your soul with a sanguine healing. 7. A rancid, fragile bloom reaches out: love. A noxious germ of dies-ease wrathful from birth dies. Gone, soulless devoured a feast for the entire race