I am totally suffused
With the spirit
Within which all values are
Irreversibly converted into nothingness

Death now hides in the mist of the twilight
Within these mystic walls you'll see the face of mine

Grabbed by gelid claws
The stiffness of my soul will never thaw
So strong and clear as a crystal now gleams
What once was torn and riddled with holes

Never secede from my gloom
Always revile
Even if lingering fate dared to thieve my life...
As the emptiness in the core
Of all your hopes and dreams
I would return

The wrinkles in my face
Did not result from weakness and disease
But my continuous frowning
Carved them into my skin

Seeing them fight a losing battle
Spurs me on to press ahead
With the inevitable process
And lead them straight to their goal

The ones who are close to me
They are just the last enemies on my way

Over and over again
When my aggressions find vent
And my scorn reaches the climax
I can only be appeased by the ardour
Of never abating animosity

Never secede from my gloom
Always revile
Even if lingering fate dared to thieve my life...
As the emptiness in the core
Of all your hopes and dreams
I would return

The wrinkles in my face
Did not result from weakness and disease
But my continuous frowning
Carved them into my skin

Death now reigns in the mist of the twilight
The ones who caught a glimpse could see the face of...

2. Perplexer: Perdition Projectile

Their fatuous drabness I invade to perplex
- a trailblazer heading for a fatal tryst

The sole true decisive thesis is in conflict with the limpness
Of the construct of their callow plan
Their inept irksome poorness...
The programmatic inanity will be trembling at the blast
Of my hitech Artistry's glistening sway

With adamant impulsion I target their fickle views
The nugatory cant that all too obviously verifies their inexpert ways
And the prevailing intellectual poverty

Assailant of a rotary efficacy, mathematical aggressor
Ballistic menace executed with acute wrath

Into the doleful dreary darkness
Here comes the gleam of luciferous intricacy
Those whose minds are dim and naked
Shall be clothed by the elegant shine of the cartridge

Quiver and wail
The unmitigated impetus
Resulting in a scintillating shock
Judgements fail
Eye the projectile shimmering like gold

Gracefully refined the bullet has struck
But did they see the light

Brilliancy in the thick of the world's obscure naivety
What a bitter lack of perspicacity
In their limitless yet unnoticed thraldom -
Their unconscious justification of intellectual poverty

3. Wroth Volcanic Vent

A venerated vaulting of veracious vitality
Vainly vying with volcanic virtuosity...

A full-fledged rift, inwrought with feel
That will portentously conceal
Its fervid pith, bodes megrims glum.
The rubicund residuum
Of vacuous venereal brume
And pristine, procreant perfume
Secludes the gleams of subdued scourge:
Death.

Conflagration foils eftsoon
The candent ferine swoon
Of laving in the grume of a liquid heaven
When mettled lava omens hell for a mistimed futurity
That will discerpt the purity of this fumarole
From which funest vapor histrionically rises

Meretricious gilder of a thousandfold nullity
Working in due course
To exude the onerous fidget,
The gaunt fount of flustering fusion
An ineluctable wound has been imposed

In my emaciated days of tortuous irretention
A hesitative fascinator quelled a taintless ambition

Impassibleness impossible
Like a granitic hoar rock impassable
Is the impassionment, the impediment
Of impenetrable realms imperiling me
With fissures that flout and filch...
Foul larcenies aimed to make me quail

Tangible trickles have spendthriftly bedewed
The soil with flagrant fluid...
And though I know grum furor
My fastidious ground is vaguely relumed

Meretricious gilder of a thousandfold nullity
Working in due course
To exude the onerous fidget,
The gaunt fount of flustering fusion
An ineluctable wound has been imposed

While oftentimes a grudger's loss
Of nature's auburn glabrous foss
Caused vertiginous wistfulness
And sudorific, forced ingress
To looming meres of nascent tears
So tacitly in olden spheres,
Now like a newborn wildly wauls:
Death!

4. Furioso

Torn is now the lumpish nest
A simper razed at Pain's behest.
Plumpness has been contused
In the pent-up machines of truth

With extravagant intractability

Terse algorithms of massive terror
Hypersonic ammunition of a furious colossus

Inverse permutations in faltering transformations
What face remains dead?

A drought that nothing can allay... nothing but death
Specific objectives will soon be attained

Tenuous linearity
Specious robustness now feckless
Trampled down by a thought
Of greater lust

Torn is now the lumpish nest
A simper razed at Pain's behest.
Plumpness has been contused
In the pent-up machines of truth

Terse algorithms of massive terror
Hypersonic ammunition of a furious colossus

Inverse permutations in faltering transformations

Incessantly... Furioso!

5. A Schizoid Uglifier

A way
A way through a senescent gloaming
Into the daggered wold
Whose quondam death longs for me

A boisterous breakdown
Of stark disintegration
Harshly foiled the outbreak
The gigantic febrile collapse
Usurped the fleeting vigour

I had wreaked my lurid havoc
On the once hale, tombless plains...

Stern hate spit forth by the axe of terror
Dudgeon and spite slung across the site

A tragic tributary trance stifled the lambent flames
With a frigid lower hankering for dissemination

Struck by a telic darkness
A subfusc pride of stone

Strident throes escort my quenchless fellness
To a predawn tyranny
...and a fulsome flood of wisdom

In dank, foul air I´m pestered
By the feigned noetic plague
Whose dour sullen pernicious ubiquity
Is personified by a schizoid uglifier

Rampantly, a refulgent simulacrum of understanding
Spread out with a razor-sharp sough
To establish a placid solemnity...

Predominant, veritably
The vermeil partition wall
And the vestige of my farthest thoughts beyond

6. Crucified Hopes

Mayhem in the city, desolation devoured helpless lives
The storm deracinated trees, the earth quaked, created for demise
The buildings were destroyed, big chaos, hopeless people with no aims
Thousands burst under debris, and burnt to death in a sea of flames
A mass of blood and testines, corpses and limbs was lying in the street
The air was filled with death and pain and fear and the smell of carbonized meat

A group of people knelt on the ground
And raised their arms into the sky
They implored the almighty one
The lord, their god, to protect them, not to die

" He's the saviour in distress
The lord is always by your side
He will take away your fear "
But he didn't hear

They paid for their death and the lies they were told
Wanted their god to help, that was their fault
They served their master, didn't complain
Folded their hands and died in pain

A group of people knelt on the ground
And raised their arms into the sky
They implored the almighty one
The lord, their god, to protect them, not to die

To god they chose to give their fate
Expecting to receive salvation and aid
Credulous but faithful they had to be
A lethal conflict in their land
Instead of running as fast as they can
They pray and want their god to rule
Religion wants to spread love and peace
The lord's almightiness shall increase
But guns are stronger than the holy help
They believe in eternal life
That their souls will rise into the sky
Where Jesus stands with open arms
To take them to his reich

Useless fantasticality
The made-up god has died eternally
Millions of bibles have been sold
But never the promises will unfold
Prophet or profit, easy to see through
Their dull faked maxims
Have never been true

Millions were killed and die each day
But he didn't hear them pray
Stupid miracles and parables
Devised for even dumber people on earth
Love and peace, the holy law
Well he didn't avoid the war
Wimps so stupid and naive
Unworldliness beyond belief

7. Inconsistent ClayBlood Totemist

Inconsistent ClayBlood totemist
In a crude callous sweltering sludge of pettiness
The daunting defrauder, cerise perpetrator
Painstakingly slunk away... superficially,
Flustering, flurrying.
A principal of full-blooded shame.

That ample ambit of acrid abstruseness
Should make me rue the day
Of carbonaceous smirch, organic cupreous outflow
The day that mawkishly hid its miry soot
And mine...

The origin of the encirclement of vast bedevilling quagmires
Emblematic for the extent of fate and its asperity

By casuistry soiled, decelerated and temporized
A redundant constancy bespeaks the deepness of misconstruction
And defeatist bellicosity

Walled vicissitudes waver in vertiginous heights
While apprehension plangently liquefies
Leaving two in wan convoluted realities

Furthered by the grossness of the leverage of impolitic prevarications
Troublous times have cynically sculptured the negligibility of all propitiations
In lustreless marble still bearing the statuesque momentousness
Of a totem for ClayBlood

I make my astuteness evince
The dubious exiguity of magnanimity hurriedly bereft

Tumultous torrents have failed to slake my thirst
Of torrid red they were, a quickened mass of odd feminity
I did encourage zest and lust to join
But I was followed by death and pain and loss

While I contritely rescind the postwar negation of unalterable pulchritude
Prostrated by the congruous triteness
Of both its provenance and its loathsome recurrence
I sense I am historicity
For a period not known for a long time

8. Dilettante's Dilemma

Hundreds of thousands
Well-defined operands in an intricate equation
Perfect conciseness
A fulminant contrivance pushing brilliance to its apex

Confirmed by reality
Ailing objectors turned out to be fools

Lingering dilemma
Of the ungifted man
Being vexed by an encoded axiom