Whispers...

A quick message from above to carry on your perks from above

whispers...

through the dark deranged portals you evoke fear

filled with angelic fervor on it's textual base

yet we dig much deep then ever before

cries in the dark will light the spark of what we need to know

still we stand idle as the average novice introduces its spell

along again then the sadness evokes a newer feeling

dwindling through the vain extraction of the never world

we visually see a flash then a new day approaches

on the lawn two lovers having passionate sex

the screams of vile extreme explodes throughout

perhaps this is the place where Nero tread

yet again I sit alone in my house now huddled in the corner

the twilight sun has tainted my inner vision

the howls of Satanic laughter gives a piercing shriek through

a candle was lit by the edge of my bed

One can remain lax in the quietness of the moment

yet again the setting of the sun

a new day has begun as we embark on the moment

Does death hurt you the most or is it fear

You can equate logic through a firm grasp of the hand

whispers again...

then a faint cry, 

we construct living pyramids to honor the dead

A stroke of luck an the impulse ensues

onto so much more but for what

are we grasping for straws what are we searching for? 

quietness again this time I'm in the zone

as if zombie creatures with viscous long fangs that bite

dripping blood off side we run away to hide

no one questions anymore no one has a voice

alone one last time yet feelings of grandeur awake

to the message of hope that spills from the sky

a challenge to be free is a question of time

eyes with spots digging holes in a pool of blood

Satan laughing again spreads his wings

Suddenly I awake but to what?