I explode on paper,
words stolen from tongues jaded,
Walkin through the bones of satan on roads paved in gold on bloodstained stones,
Quoting ravens,

Unchained vocals spoken through molten statements,
Cant contain the shine they hold on glowin pages,

My flow is hatred,
Found my place unknown with souls forsaken,
Amongst the ancients and shadowy faces,
Scorched and tainted,
Sent from the lowest places to translate the words from a foreign language,

Holdin the flame within,

became one With the mass of woes and anguish Transformed to greatness,

Decayed corrosion controlled and vanquished,
MY UNHOLY CREATED-



HED TRAMA™

I just wish I could get my head and heart
To play on the same team
Agree on the same thing
For them to both trust and believe

I ask for clarity from you
On what I should do
But you leave it up to me
And babe I’m confused

My head and my heart are not on the same page
It’s a consent war
Which leaves me afraid

You led my heart to fully believe
You’re not a user and a player
That you are committed to me
And there are no others

But my head believes different
He sees all the signs
He fears how we may end
That I'll be left behind

So who do I choose
Which do I follow
Who do I believe
Which road do I travel

Alone in the room,
my hands are stained
with poetry.