Crossroads

I beheld him<br/> in a dream,<br/> waiting where<br/> the roads cross.<br/> His suit was white,<br/> his skin was grey<br/> and broken around<br/> hollow ebony eyes,<br/> like holes in<br/> the fabric of existence.<br/> When he smiled<br/> a preacher-smile at me,<br/> lightning set<br/> the sky ablaze,<br/> In the flash<br/> I saw maggots<br/> crawl beneath<br/> his fragile face.<br/> He sits behind you<br/> on a molding throne<br/> of ravished corpses<br/> and misused technology.<br/> He lurks around<br/> the corner of ”reality”,<br/> beyond the realm<br/> of rationality.<br/> <br/> He needs your flesh<br/> for his unholy desire.<br/> He needs your hands<br/> for his filthy deeds.<br/> He needs tongue<br/> for his deadly bite,<br/> his slander and deceit.<br/> (He is disgraced,<br/> he has no flesh.<br/> all that was fair,<br/> now twisted and wrong.<br/> Evil, unclean,<br/> he burns)<br/> <br/> Older than sin itself,<br/> he is the curse,<br/> he is the spell.<br/> Apostate of hell,<br/> all around him is death.<br/> He is the beast<br/> under your bed,<br/> he is the darkness<br/> in your darkest dream.<br/> He needs your flesh...<br/> <br/> His kingdom is<br/> smoke and mirrors,<br/> as hope that dies,<br/> where all is death<br/> and whispers of the grave.<br/> His promise is freedom<br/> that turns you<br/> into a slave.<br/> Take the road<br/> to the cross!<br/> He needs<br/> your flesh...

Submitted by Nargaroth — May 09, 2026