Ascent to Naught Violent Determination

I feel the needles of the world un-prick my heart. Dying world of greed. Life hath no sympathy, for the
The black clouds of today's insanity not giving way end of thee. The end encroaches now, we follow it
As they churn black no indication of a part blindly.
I hit the ground, as I stare at where she lays. This free rides over, this mother’s womb is scabbed and
The rain comes forward, a thick red paste, dry.
anger swallows me whole. A broken home, built by blinded eyes, a violent
I feel my life withering, a waste, determination.
as her blood turns into dust! A plan begins to rise, a bureaucratic negotiation.
Shaking, I close my eyes. A legal rape, this ignorant violation.
The nightmare of mortality rubbed in my face
Sculpting the future, a barren wasteland majesty.
I broke as I heard the truth leaving her lips,
This broken home now, to break another.
my heart began to race.
Chorus:
A bond forged with a love turned Judas,
The fleet is primed and they'll most likely die
my rage ignored her cries.
I bludgeoned out the lies. The mission’s failure deemed from the start.
Enforcing the bars, to the cage of death, These scoundrels, on their death-row ships
I hang her in a noose. Have manned their final cells.
Drenched in red, The earth has died, the fire inside
Beckoning with bone white yet, bone made hands. The fiery molten core is cold and damp.
I bring the rope to her neck, void of flesh she looks at me. The breaking point of the human race,
Her burning sockets void of life, all seeing- is sounded with trumpeting thunder!
What do they see?. Rocketing forward into the sky
I'm a murderer, a heathen man, my sins could fill the seas. Searching for answers they'll never find
The one black spot on life's clean slate- Darkness engulfs them, they've lost their minds.
I ignored her screaming pleas. Into the abyss they fly, they fly.
I beg her to show me the way. Into the black, into the dark.
The moonlight wains, I dare not stay. The mission is here, the mission is nigh
Wind sweeps the meadow dusting the grass, Forsaken they live, forsaken they die.
peppered with her blood. Into the abyss they fly, they fly.
It hangs in the air, I feel its power shaking my very bones. Into the black, into the dark.
I unclench the bloody stone. The mission is here, the mission is nigh
Oblivious to what I've done, I make my way back home. Forsaken they live, forsaken they die.
Walking the miles in a dazed state, The mission is here, the mission is nigh
the wind chills to the bone.
Forsaken they live, forsaken they die
Reaching for the door, my hand is crimson red.
They die
The shock sets in the truth reborn,
The earth has die, the fire inside
I've made my bloodied bed.
The fiery molten core is cold and damp.
The carnal rage, that I poured forth,
The hate that filled my bones. The breaking point of the human race
It sealed my fate in one foul swoop, is sounded with trumpeting thunder.
I'm damned to a frozen world. The plan begins to rise, a bureaucratic negotiation.
I'm waking up now, this madness is life. A legal rape, this ignorant violation.
The sentencing is a grave of silent madness Sculpting the future, a barren wasteland majesty
This broken home now, to break another.
A blanket of frost covers my life, as my soul begins to The fleet is primed and they'll most likely die
freeze. The mission’s failure, deemed from the start.
The air is chilled now as my soul ascends to naught. These scoundrels, on death rows ships
Have manned their final cells.
Winter
Live like you're dying, Behind the sound of the Your limbs blacken before
because you are. howling winds, you at the thought of the
The blade never leaves your throat. The church bells call you back. preachers stare
The feeling you get when you're alone, To a sermon given in a black ice Knowing we fear to be, we
The constant decay of your sanity. church, watch that ice begin to know not what, we know not
It's always there, on the tip of your crack. where.
tongue, waiting behind what you tell the You doubt yourself, your The deepness, of winter,
world. insanity, but is it that, or is there doesn't mean you’re dead.
truth in the snow? The fire and warmth they
promise you, can be found
The beast sits, and longs for my beckon, but the weakness for it never comes. elsewhere instead.
Burn an eternity longer, and I'll stand outside in the snow. The mark of a whip pales, in
No fighting, struggling, with this stupid, confusing ideal. comparison to the storm you
ride.
You'll drink the blood of a
Make your way to the reckoning, the choirs of light rendered mute. zealot king, when you’re sure
You've found salvation in the cold, no temple of articulate ill-repute. your soul has died
Bargaining with the devil, under cloth, in a black wool made suit.
Those days are done, you must move on, you've walked outside and the winter does not dispute.

With the unsureness of a folded man, you must become a stone.

Behind the sound of the howling winds, the church bells call you back.
To a sermon given in a black ice church, watch that ice begin to crack.
You doubt yourself, your insanity, but is it that, or is their truth in the snow?

Ice hangs from your body. You're limbs blacken before you at the thought
Your blood has ceased to flow. of the preachers stare,
But your feet are moving forward, torch embers barely glow. Knowing we fear to be, we know not what, we
Then darkness over comes you, and you finally close your eyes. know not where.
Hunched over, you try to fight. The deepness of winter
You have no will to rise. doesn't mean you’re dead.
A voice floats over the air, “I knew you'd fail” The fire and warmth they promise you, can
Rage fills your limbs, as you stand up and brave the hail. found elsewhere instead.
A demons rage consumes you, your eyes have opened wide. Your salvation is inside you, the reward for a
Your heart is beating strong now, you know the end is nigh. journey alone.
Your feet begin to move, starting to climb the final hill. You've broken a hold of a black kind, and
Face covered with frozen blood, you muster your final will. you've claimed his frozen throne.
 Jupiter
Five hundred fifty five million miles is all they ask. A nauseating feeling, when he shuts his eyes he
He finds it hard to feel his legs, as he stows away knows
the past. He can't escape his guilt and his tears let it show.
These cowards are ask to throw away his life, lift it Now he faces a blackened judgment, on his way to
off with hypergolic might. They ask, save us please! meet a god.
Anoint us with your blood. He'll break an ancient silence, conversing with a
toxic fog.
With an almost carnal love for space, the void stares Behemoth of proportions, baffling human minds.
back at him. Into a storm so old, all he can see now is his crimes.
He will hunt for them in this distant place, such The red eye seeks him out, as he sleeps it draws him
greed won't let him free. in
Rip apart his evil deeds, showing a blackened core
He cannot deny them, it's his only choice. Traitor to of sin.
himself, he'll finish his life off in the void.
Brilliant in every way, they construct a ship so A violent shudder wakes him from his sleep. It's
strong and fast. time.
For a mission to a place, no man has been to a place He takes up the helm, and steers into the eye of
so vast. god.
Stoic in resolve, the gasses flood the ship.
Gaseous, massive giant, king of gods on Rome’s Scarlet arms of a vengeful king welcome him home,
behalf. to the most secluded grave.
Precious minerals, founding a new generation of
malicious greed. The gale force winds rage against the hull,
The ship begins to rip apart, he tries to stay his
His crimes so heinous, he's pardoned for his course.
knowledge. It's all too much, he closes his eyes
Blood spilled in passion, pushing him far away. In search for peace, as the shuttle rips and dies.
He's met with images of his wife dead in his arms,
His evil life falls away, as the earth grows more the blood he's drowning in is hers, she's followed
distant. him through the stars.
He's free now to die in peace, though he'll never be
redeemed. A nauseating feeling, when he shuts his eyes he
knows.
He puts the ship on its course, as he sets for hyper He can't escape his guilt and the tears let it show.
sleep. Now he faces a blackened judgment, on his way to
His thoughts expanding, paralyzing he'll dream of meet a god.
them. He'll break an ancient silence, and he'll not be
spared the rod.
The suns light hits him, so bright, with such deep A nauseating feeling, when he shuts his eyes he
shadows. knows.
A six year sleep, haunted by screaming scarlet He can't escape his guilt, and the tears let it show.
meadows. Now he faces a blackened judgment, on his way to
meet a god.
He'll break an ancient silence, and he'll not be
spared the r