Burn with the sulphur
Already searing through My mind.
Still I can hear your
Silent screams as we fight!
Like a Molotov set above the soil
Beneath it, we claw through the turmoil.
Beckoning the darkness with every move
Torn apart by the memories so cruel
There is something inside us still
Struggling like beasts to be free to kill!
Trapped in stone by the animosity
What part of this are you not seeing?
I have died many a time before.
Don't you see your threats are a bore?
I have lived through the ages of fear
Haunted and flaunted, I hear
The voices of the dead as they whisper,
Tugging at my mind as they howl
Like wolves set out on midnight's prowl.
You can cut Me and shoot Me and burn me alive
But do you see that I won't go away?
I am no mortal to threaten the life
I am a "monster" from the depths of dismay.
The "devil" of dreams and the "man" made of screams
The Banshee's master of nocturnal lore
Is what I am, behind the smoke and the mirrors.
But I am like nothing you have seen before
For I walk in the shadows of hope and horrors.
I am undying as the God of the skies
And I won't simply stand down to bow.
For there is something inside Me that breathes
The air of the Necros that forms toxic steams!
The blood and the mind and the Soul
Are My strength, lying beyond all control.
The madman within Me is bored
As My blood boils for war, turning to vapor.
It cannot be assuaged or contorted
As My mind is already distorted!
The ultimate game is about to begin
As we begin to lock our eyes.
Now, it is "man versus the monster" within
Can you still see the storming skies?
The message I give you is simple and clear:
I am you ultimate fear!
I have protected you until I should have decayed.
I held your hand before a different bond remade.
I watched over you when no other would do-
But now I see that this was a mistake none can undo.
You have finally made the mistake you promised not to.
And now, it is time for Me to say "goodbye" unto you.
I take no side of a bond that now has been spliced.
Now, it is time for that link to be revised.
Eviscerate like a renegade, the bond that was there;
It is no more, so sad that you now become sore.
Just like a carcase being eaten alive,
You don't even realize the mistake has already led to your strife.
You are no longer what you once were, to Me-
A liar and conniver, it is no wonder I was deceived.
But you have failed, miserably, the detail to see
That I am of "Smoke and Mirrors", the true meaning that be.
Betray Me once, you already have, indeed.
Now, it is time for you to see My true breed-
"The Horseman of Death" is what some call Me,
Others, the true definition of "Smoke and Mirrors",
This is the true face that so few really see;
A device of horrors above and beyond "true terrors"!
Mystify and deify, as you may, you never did believe
Sadly, through this guise of yours, My gift I now retrieve.
You have no idea the terror you are about to see-
You think you know, but through this smoke, you cannot breathe.
Now, enjoy the terror, enjoy the pain and agony.
For you will never know My face ever again,
For I am about to show you the Revelation of My epiphany!
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