'But'

Demonized domains darken the darkest darkness.
Schismed and severed, torn and tasteless;
ruthless is compassionate placed in here.
Satanized sanity screaming for suffering
all the torturous imaginations with unfeeling pain.
Consumptive chaos ordered to confirm
the lifeless existence set to burn.
Nerved shattered in the mornings of mourning moved past midnight.
The fighting and stomach dropping ache of sedimented souls
sorrowing after some sedated sound.
All the twisted dreams played out,
unspeakable agony voiced in muted moans.
Unwished for mutation of the mind;
destroying the destructed and taking their last breath.
The atoms scream ‘CEASE!’ to no relent.
Every moment births new heights of pain unbelievable.
Pricked, goes the life but not enough to kill
only to keep alive for Hell to fulfill.
Always on the fringes of fruitful death
but never to be reached by another step.
Left alive are the hopeless hearts gallowed in their own introspection.
The most terrible tragedies compare as a mouse,
small and soft compared to the lion who claws and gnaws.
Vomitous volcanoes of violence erupt, long ago
everything was given up.
The eye-less agonized groping for death, they see it will never be.

Ripping reality, righteous rays;
the glimpse of hope resurrecting the grave.
The husband haunts & hunts the evil in his rage.
Furious fire furrows his feet.
Anger towards the evil broods his sword.
He gathers those who hear;
The torture-bound dead.
Recompense for the rebel,
His own blood torn, his soul made rubble.
He pierces the darkness to claim what is his
He foolishes the world because their minds are eclipsed.