There is no Birth and Death

Pain escapes
from my vagrant mind
can life ever be kind
will my life ever shine

Perhaps there is only death
shall my life become
a carriage of the grand destruction
life itself holds no meaning

There is no birth and death
only change

Far from the minds eye i remain
trying with all my might
to recover from this shame
yet i walk for the door
created by my own will
and my desire to kill

God i am
lonely and unequaled
hate resides in me
hatred of flesh
a deep loathing of life itself

Death holds my attention
he who goes his rightful way in life
will not see his guilt in death

There is after death
no place of torture
unbind yourself
free from judgement and tyranny

Once more you shall have the choice
love the world
or become its enemy

My choice has been made
i am a lover to the black
i caress the loving arms of death
yet i know
this is only the door between two worlds

As i walk through the door
creation becomes destruction
love becomes hatred
and my primal self
completes me

Within this blinding light
my power becomes that of the gods
forever changed by this knowledge and filth
your life, now quivers at the end of my hilt

Perhaps i see only death
i am now the voice of destruction
as my will comes to fruition
alone i enact my sedition

There is no Birth and Death
Only Change