Ilak Ackula

beneath the surface dwells another
smothering the light from within
sin and turmoil, my innermost chaos
fight back the urge to find my true will
kill the thing left inside once it has gone
shown itself to me one too many times
find a reason when there is none,
come what may and will be outside my mind
find the home where it dwells
sells wages of torment on waves of blood
for in my time nothing is what you love
shove it down and anger it where it lives
gives you anguish laden with fear of self
welp that you are seeking comfort of love
covet the rigthous and their ignorant bliss
kiss upon kiss and blow upon blow
show me the meaning of this bloodlust
just an excuse for the way I am
damned and wanting a release from pain
insane they tell me, psychosis revealed
sealed away this demon lies in wait
bait cast and waters do swirl in contempt
spent lives wandering for an answer to this pain
sane or insane, the demon will live in awareness
harness the oppurtunites to surface and roar
soar to great lengths for a moment of chaos reign
stain upon stain of blood drips down
drown awareness with rage, cold blooded, unreasoning
dream that it stops, ceases, yet still to desist
twist in fear as the demon strikes again and again
can there ever be a time of solace just deserved?
served a banquet of the damned, for this demon's lust
trust in nothing for his namesake
stake a claim to that which will conquer it
writ in letters and numbers hidden
driven by a need to control
soul at stake and wishing for release
cease to have power over me foul one
come the day I number yet name thee