Light it up
Sleepless nights distort the serene dimensions of space,
Mute stillness as lights transport the clean reflections of a far-away place..
The silence dilutes the thoughts inside my mind,
Insane artistic pursuits subside and hide..
A sadistic pain pollutes my brain as different vissions collide,
A new realistic perception of art flows in my veins from tonight..
..Because its all in vain if art doesn't portray the grotesque essence of the world,
Artist fail to mimic the decay and infest the present with their words..
Its absurd..Lyrics of love are such a cliche,
They fail to display the barbaric soul of humanity,
The way they crawl in a bouquet of inanity,
Because art stiles elude the cruel perceptions of reality,
Misconceptions towards the sublime exclude the beauty in barbarity..
But I can see art mime the crude nature of life,
In rhyme I shall imbue vissions of death in the human mind,
I shall revive the deprived essence of life in art,
I shall strive to recreate horror in the human heart..
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Light it up!
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Go shadows in the night..ignite mighty Rome in flames,
Tonight, I shall write a poem in the name of this bane...
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Burn Rome,burn!Just like a Phoenix,art shall rise from your ash..
Burn fires,burn!You're muse to my lyrics, engulf God's trash..
Ahh..The perfume of scorched earth and flesh in the fumes is so complete,
Bodies are torched on the dirt and ash,being consumed by the heat,
And while true art is forged as I speak, cliche art being entombed in defeat..
My art is now fueled by the cries of those in a deplorable fate,
Imbued with the demise of those crawling in a horrible state,
And what i now create conveys the esoteric torment in the soul of humanity,
Portrays the barbaric decent from divine to insanity..
Sacrifices were made to enlighten art,
..I had to light it up.