Shadow Stalker

Hatred comes so easily to those blinded by imagery.

It is with reckless abandon that you cast me down. 

You saw smoke so you assumed fire. 

Your autumn regards follows swiftly with your maleficent smiles and grace.

 In the sanctity of love you destroy with careless conclusions. 

With the scythe and gable you stroke your beard. 

Jaunty and proud you stand, your jowls loud, your eyes justified. 

Provoke opportunities you sanguine fool. 

Destiny awaits your destructive path. 

With pitchfork raised and the comrades with arms you go.

Marching two by two, the judgement is on its way.

Pitiful blinded sods. Each one a hypocritical mite.

God sees you! Do you see?

Phantom dancers playing emotional games.

Was it not enough to see the pain scarred on my skin?

Watch me weep and throw a party at two.

To hell with the damned. To hell with you.

Shadowed I stand, my crooked staff aimed.

Black designs I drew to each I knew.

In the light I shivered, knowing I was wrong.

For the lady justice is not me to deliver.

Human I be. Erred and flawed.

Forgotten though because porcelain is hard to get.

Smash china in the shop. Crack the furnace in two.

Tonight we go, one less chain, one less lock.

Aggrieved I feel...my heart laden with pyre.

Mercury doesn’t run fast as the shoes you have.

Colors cascade like fields full of mines.

A plucked flower carries death soon in it.

Pick my eyes so that I cannot see.

Tear my flesh so that I cannot be.

Screenshots of who I you think I am.

Tempered steel you hold at arms.

Perhaps tonight you will open up.

Perhaps tonight you will see the pain you’ve caused.

But then again a raven mocks.

Never does it stop its tricks.

So I pray for you may you see light.

When the rooster calls in the morning.