Hedon

Enter Suicidal

Angels; How hungry we've become; like animals naked in shame

Fed with the hooves of apocalypse that galloped down, disordered worlds behind

From word to a word

I was led to a word that spanned over cultures in rage

Crimson masses, sleeped in decadence holding our tongues to the thirsty sun

So, it the future still open?

Then enter, hornet, from our hive-dark hearts to draw down the end from within

We need not the horns that emanate from our dying warty bodies ### ### ### ### ### ### ###

Nihilist,

Hedon the priceless art of their lives

Sorrow is a wing laid atop their heads. skin deep, we carve our immeasurable sorrow in the fold of your shivering arms <1st verse repeated>

Hedon, Your children wild and filled with death #

Jupiter in our unforgiving eves: a pandemonium of bodies and gold

Eager, as a part of your face and the sickness attached to your skin (stone) as the wine-rush, changing from androgynous wombs to open free the lid of pain #

Hedon, rinsed in post-human shadows a monument scorned by the teeth of time

Stale-faced keeper of secrets, loaded with implosive fire the whore that carried the apostle to the mating point on the graves of giants

We look at you, afraid to see what we really are.