I close the doors 
that cling to shadowed form 
of what once was my outward embrace 
The curtains drawn 
covering all illuminating fragrance of light 
Diseased to the fornicating perception 
of all that once I was 
to lay silent 
ever to the hush of time. 
I draw from all my deepest fears 
mocking what anticipation has oft times cast 
falling back into my domain 
that crafted box that ever awaits my form 
to bring the bearers of eternal rest.
I collect every avenue that crosses my path 
to the horror and justice of fate 
Come hither O crafted jewels of night 
that drifts and flies my mind. 
Here within the swirling embrace I dance 
forever to the blinding depth of Hell 
Once I loved for that perpetual song 
that filled the essence deep and the form 
Ah! But now how I gasp upon fainted breath 
the succulent taste that harbors death.
These Eyes have journeyed deep and far 
Upon the valleys and plains of Hades 
I have seen and witnessed torment, bottled 
Till a soul begs its last moment of peace 
Here in my place,My decayed rapture fades 
to the morning call of Sol upon the horizon 
But my time ,My moment 
Tis always at hand 
For in the decadence of your fortitude 
All long my excised Soul theirs. 
For what mortal man does not dream 
wanting the depravity I am 
Nor women seek the flutters of my lips 
to feel the ending and know its depth 
To fly upon the ecstasy of death.