Inferos (explicit)

Salem_B911

You froze my soul and sent me through hell, little did you know, Inferos is where I call home.

 

Forged by the eternal flames, built from everlasting torment and cast from dire fear. Gaze upon what you’ve made of me, this abomination of suffering and absolute hatred.

 

Demolishing the prison you built, ripping from their chest the souls of all who damned me, my grim smile grows intense with insanity, as I force them to watch as their wretched bodies decay and rot.

 

To the ether you’re eternally trapped, an endless abyss of torturous thoughts. I hear the demonic screams in the distance, their roars put me at ease. Some are born to change the world, but some were born only to be buried.

 

I will challenge every word of your faith. But lest you forget, a man who agrees with your every word is either a fool, or preparing to skin you. The destruction of those undeserving of life is paramount. As Hell is empty, and all the demons are here by my side. The monsters that once plagued me, now fight along side me.

 

One wrong move and you’ll be viewed as an enemy. I no longer give blind faith. If you give me no reason to care, then that’s the reason I’ll just watch as you bleed out. I see through your facades of kindness just by staring through your eyes. I’ll go along with your deceits and lies. Only to rise from the depths of shadow and rip the wretched air from your lungs. Gazing into you smiling as I enjoy you falling to your knees begging for the petrifying fear to cease.

 

Erit anima tua, et in profundis inferni uri.

 

(Latin translation)

Your life will be in the depths of hell to burn.

  • Author: SalemPassus (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: November 27th, 2020 05:09
  • Category: Unclassified
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Comments2

  • orchidee

    Are you age 116, as in your profile?!
    Oohh, a bad hair day there? Oops, that's took the edge off the poem! heehee.

  • Doggerel Dave

    Every bone in my body is telling me I should creep quietly around this.
    However, now I'm here I really would like to know whom you are addressing and what are the beliefs you so profoundly object to?

    Kind regards,
    Dave



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