Saint Of Sorrow

Can you feel it?
The dark shroud of despair 
The reek soaking into the soft skin 
That engulfs your being 
Yet nothing can protect your lingering 
Thoughts from what your truly afraid of 
The Eden of all screams
The palace of torment
Chain dragged to my hell you will suffer the punishment 
No man can force upon thee 
Seek entrance to the shrine of empty souls
Derelict
Fall deep into the abyss 
Created to lock you away in your mind
Where darkness lives
An evil intent dwells
Consumer of happiness
Devourer of souls
Cling to the last rays of your setting sun 
Let me show you silence

I will show you
Fear

Run to your place of hiding
There is none that I do not see
Through the eyes of my prey 
I see through their fear stained eyes 
The place 
They feel safe to be 
You will become solemn
Plunged into cold
Bred for perfection only to shudder
Recoil 
Only to exist as the piece of filth that you are. 
Isolation is your only saviour now 
Many have faded to my voice 
It is time 
 
Open the gate
 
You will fall silent
To the whisper 
I have carved into your brain
You cannot escape me for I am one with you forever