Hopeless Now sworn to sadism, infernal twins You are the longed-for shadow Not through a heart-rent pact or summoning (oh how you wanted to believe) A black and white womb, raw spirituality It must lie in wait somewhere Philosophies based in hatred, new only to you They would sneer at your pale cruelty How much mocking can you stand? Lash out, hang yourself hollow as a rebellion In ancient lies we strike crucified, labyrinthine Lives of low-grade unending misery Think of the age of our race Lifelust, love spreads towards our hearts We must stay alive The last refuge of evil in this life Godlike, we will use you Indifferent, eating worlds, lost in sighs As fragile as legacied lace Sepia-toned, born of all clinical depression Folded from the matriarch within wrinkled hands Gods within desperate minutes, behind black silences Slashes from knives of rites, their claustrophilia Dead, anonymous, free In lightless corridors far underground An ancient aristocracy, listless, sleepwalking Now a furnace opening in the sky Waiting for the Rose Sun, an agony of rebirth (oh God, create more life so we can strangle it) Hopeless, godlike Hopeless, it means...nothing Die as a new god in dreams of fulfillment Stabbed into the earth, crushed Riven and ripped, bisected by anathema Die