Ambrosia of Hatred

Hatred is an ambrosial collection,

Of finest malicious sensations

Satisfying your soul with a noxious symphony of pain,

Through your torso, a pommel claymore you are wearin’

Obscurity; fresh in your reminiscence,

From your Love’s depart in chaste silence,

You collapse along with the angels’ discordance  

Your stares, of Orion’s repugnant sneer, of eminent resemblance; 

You drown into the depths of your hopeless soul

Black and white defining your solitary existence,

Brushed by the red of your blood, you lived  

Truth of mere anticipation kept within,

Hidden in the shattered soul under your singeing skin,

Shall be released to bloom and blossom,

For it’s the beauty of life that will enlighten you,

The final light, that leads you to bliss.

Glory to this light that released you from hatred;

The ambrosial collection of finest malicious sensations.