esoteric theory !
22 août 2012 par vincent
INNOCENCE LOST
Birth of flowers inside the cemetery, condolence of sinners dancing for eternity.
I rest in my coffin under the crying of Archangels, I’ve taste the burning of living inside the funerals.
Celestial army of God fighting for faith, suicidal immortality stabbed my wings on the graves.
Why did I survived for bleed much more, Jesus Christ please let me die for ereased to feed my ennemies as their whore.
The endless cadence of romance’s hunting my soul for I breathe her absence, I stare this Apocalypse who’s eclipse searching the look of a girl. I am alive with this faith’s sentence.
You’re haunting by celestial truth while I spreading my wings with my suicidal, Apocalyptical and Biblical damned face.
Love’s flowers make me cry in this Armageddon, fucking poker’s stabbed an innocent butterfly as an eternal poison. My emotions dies at each omnipresent sunrise.
I die for the banner of my counter culture, read my grave. I fly in my dead prayers for I am the damned slave.
Fade escape in your magazine, you’re fake. I feel the bleed rape with thorazine, I’m confined and fucked.
She was my friend full of wisdom’s ocean thru her eyes. She’s lost away for eternity, I’m dead and my kingdom won’t apologize this tragedy.
I am alive and I symbolise the resplendence of the restless’s century, I survived at each sunrise and across my loss also the cross of guilty with silence in this symphony.
You unleashed your devotion face to the people, you established the extention of benediction with an bloody hells Bible.
You released your anger by furious writting, we open our eyes as the sinners we are for confess our exess in your religious bleeding.
We are lost thru this Apocalyptical morphine, let us taste into our chest the artificial adrenaline remixed with some suffuring.
Find the Paradise into the flammes of hell, blind the sunrise and blame our cell heavy metal style.
Don’t trust human race for they steal your identity, lets dance at the Hellfest for showing our abnegation’s faces as a goddamn testify.
I survived and lead the ballet of my damnation, as a damned I read theses complaign thru the social Baptist blessing my soul with gazoline inside that immortal nasty purification.
I breathe every taxes damnations under the bells of churches, I live the frosty injection for praised God as the sentence.
I am feeding of the anarchy omnipresent each night as a Vampire, I’m fearing the bloody entertainment always without her. I stare her lost presences, now I reflect her abscences.
I find God inside the Goth cemetery and meditate about faith and eternal life, I was a child confined also confused by chemicals drugs inside psychiatry where death was celestial peace.
I spread my wings for represent comunion of Christianism and Gothism, I was crucified by preaching this for symbolise a different approach of religion. This is the psalm of what I am.
The Goth Archimandrite : Vincent Blénet !
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