Dine on chilled of sin
With murderous fuel of tears
I have supped the damned
Drunk upon their rage
Draughts of final vengeance mine
Vile and sweet it's course
Ever famished lord
On these barbecues I roast
Ashen rests the meat
Given just desserts
Each one ravenous consumed
Lost on blades of time
Check forever paid
A digestion is no jest
Heartless burns that pool
Now too late we know
Understanding of this bite
Hate was all but waste
-Hermit King-
-Hermit King-