Tomb of Minerva - Dawnbringer

Strangulation Machine

I walk wherein the Gods die
A specimen spawned from disdain
Scrawling the verse of the profane
I scream ever helpless on towards the sky
Denial is survival on this shattered glass
Cut me down and bury the past
Remain in the shadow of the chosen one
Scorching the infidels

I conjure a simulation of death
Repugnance to the fallen ones
The veins twist adrift
Calculated and insidious
Your vestige of supremacy
Whispering the warning signs
Tethered to the strangulation machine

Grotesque reveries of my subconscious
Seeping downward to the abyss
Behold the control of the circuitry
Detest these rancorous binds
Insipid self-wrought blasphemy
Triumphant chops of this savagery
Hypnotic spells cloak our ears
Locking these chains

I conjure a simulation of death
Repugnance to the fallen ones
The veins twist adrift
Calculated and insidious
Your vestige of supremacy
Whispering the warning signs
Tethered to the strangulation machine

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Writer(s): Michael Niehaus
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