The Disposer Supreme - Hell

Bleeding eyes witness this evil extreme — the last Antichrist, the Disposer

Supreme…

That fateful day this wretch was born — when, hand on heart, the blood vow was

sworn

I curse and damn, I loathe and I rue, the moment I became fate’s pawn

Pleading for an amnesty, an end to this Hell

They warned all those damned with me, they warned those who fell

«Lest evil slay thee before thy time is due — take to thy heels, begone!

Flee from thy doom»

To his lair — stalk him there, where no mere earthly mortal should dare

To his lair, snare him there

Do not fail me, words assailed me, fear impaled me

The dreadful words were all I heard, my duty stirred, as…

Capricious wind, once desolate, in soft and sullen moans

Now soared towards crescendos to render flesh from bones

Bloody vultures scheming, screaming, circled overhead

Macabre dance, refrains perchance, unheard by living men — who’d never dream

again

Corpse strewn wastelands, reeking with the stench of desecration

A vile display of death, decay, despair and desolation

Hideous limp marionettes, flaunting ruptured flesh

A smile of sin, distorted in a repulsive mangled mess — in an orgy of excess

Harpies devour — casting the battleworn into the void

Spiralling down — meeting our twilight with embittered sword

Soldiers recoil — the sweat and the blood of the folly of war

Into the pit — carrion filling the Earth’s abattoir

Can’t you hear my soul is calling — save me from this world of pain

Can’t you see the soldiers falling — never to return

The Disposer Supreme is the ultimate destruction machine

The slap of grim reality restored my sensibility

Fresh opened eyes had paralysed this clown quest for nobility

Therefore hence, with newfound sense, I turned my tail and fled

Better living coward, than a hero brave — and dead

Let others die instead…