Reaping For Cleansing

No more holding back
Nothing is repressed
All has been laid out
On the table ready for incision
A quiet dissection
Indulge in each moment
That comes wrapped up like a gift
Its timeless when everything else
Is allowed to be meaningless

Try and find satisfaction
Whatever it takes to tame the demons
Before all emotion is stolen
Buried alive by the heavy hands of time
Stalk the ones feasting on their prey
Those destined for extinction
Are the ones who deserve it
What's coming to them
Is going to hell in a hand basket

Rest in peace in pieces
Put an end to existence
With only the best intentions
Of never being discovered
Remain in fragments
Soon to be forgotten
Left open to perception
An evident lack of evidence

As long as the code is followed
When done properly
It puts the voices at bay
If only temporary

Unleash the beast
To devour demons
When they escape
and run rampant
Defeat infernal fires
With more vicious flames
Demolish all that stands in your way

No better time than now to prey
Either way you will burn forever
Or Melt Away

Not until a slit of the throat
does penitence ever show
Is that really remorse and sorrow
In your last dying breath
It muffles any cries for help
Feed like a vulture on the chosen condemned