Silence

Jinx

Arisen at twelve,

My clothes a bloody mess,

I have to delve,

Into humanities madness.

Deeper I go into the pit,

The immorality I find,

Does not really make me fit,

But hey! They are my kind?

Black cats, witches signs,

All mean nothing to me?

Beasts, Anti Christ's, all by design,

All are just imagery I see?

Twisted and demented you see,

But inside a dark mass grows,

Ready to break out and be free,

To bring all its sorrows.

Seeping out unbidden,

Evidence deep within natures,

Unable to remain hidden,

Pouring forth from infected sutures!

The end of mankind,

The rising of man's Evil,

I still cannot find,

Cause all is black as the Devil!

Swart as night,

I see the end?

With no illuminating light,

I feel Armageddon is our stipend!

Asleep by six,

At work by seven,

The priesthood is a jinx,

Nobody really goes to Heaven!