Satan's Heaven

Fear is the open door. You must walk through. Fall from the sky to the great below. The abyss is waiting and the demons are running toward you in the likeness of children for their parents. Tricks and jokers are running to make you their pawn in their small world of games. You're famous and made so by the grief that you cause yourself. Kill your broken dreams and make the fantasy of your life a tragedy. Choice of living is kamikaze mundane poison embers burning for your eyes to watch and your mouth to feed upon. Viscuous pragmatism is your worst fear and your best friend. File yourself down to a muddy skinheaded mandible from a cockroaches face. You can't feel your wings being clipped off. You can't feel your stomach being torn by the ravenous beast you're in love with. Feel the fire of all the lies intrinsically stored in your concience. Breath out the fire to your master's soul. His smile makes your eyes bleed out to hell's harmony. Place your hand upon the bible and swear your innocence. Place your hand upon your heart and swear your allegiance. This god is kissing your soul and sucking your life like a leech. Sexual bondage with the alien is your passion and your reality. Take your madness and pain and blood, FUCK IT. Three screams. Poison yourself with the heaven you have created. See it for yourself.