Percipient of Evil

Blue sky turns black The clouds peel off their skin Revealing all doubt And ponders a chaotic calm Winds execute the breeze Seizing their delicate gust Transporting origins With a notion in command Take my soul to hell! Prepare the balance Fuel the flames With the desire of fire Percipient of Evil Headless-Soulless Each pit displays their names Designed to punish Devices of weather Helpless terror Lick the table top as it turns Watch in delight as it burns Celestial release of a new landscape Turf of embered terrain Roots like veins Under it all is another level For eternity tortures the filth What once was a career Now a cesspool of fear With the memories Of enslaving CENTURIES! Furnace Rain!!!! Speaks in blisters Inspiration For creation!