He who is the Beast Man, step forward
Let us see you in full glory, revile the swine that holds
you
As you once were, you will forever be
May all heinous deeds that has fallen upon your shoulders be
lifted off you
You are every man, let us see you free and light
As we steer clear of your path, let us give you strength
Strength to rip us open, crush our bones, consume our flesh
Nothing is worthy of trial and error, no one shall compete
to reach the end before you
Step in the footstep of few, the Beast Man seeks vengeance
and rightfully so
Let us love to hate you, as you make us understand that all
is nothing, nothing at all
Black shape of light
As the beginning of time reaches out
The pestered demon awakes amongst roots and rotting matter
Alone he is the possession of life draped in heavy cloak of
anger and hope
A chord-less tune of rattling branches in the wind of the
dark hills
Stone crushed to gravel under his sore feet
To see the shadows
Heavy laden with millennia of patience and understanding
Deeper breathing takes him higher
Leave no trace
The short reach for a lifetime of willing
Dead mass comes to life
Roots reaching for bedrock
Irregular patterns become invisible, a straight line in the
forest means death.
Cold and untamed is the air that flows in and out of the
living.
Why struggle to beat the Alpha, life a mere transition from womb to
maggot.
Yet the senses scream of fear of the oblivious end, escape the only way
forward.
Fangs rip through hide and tissue, feeding life and purpose.
Loud Silence, failure is waiting around the next bend
The silence of countless lifetimes seek to deafening you
Pounding you down with a heavy beat, the beat of defense
Take your chance and hide, become the environment
Let no one catch a glimpse of you in this state
The hammer shall fall with full force, nothing is everything
for you now
To lose is to succeed, success is on the futile path
The winding path of deafening silence
Stand tall
The black trunk of the Lord gives life to the darkest of shades
underneath
No seedling can find it’s rightful place under the King
Basking with a clear consience as the ever whispering wind flows with
an answer to all and every riddle
Roots gripping deep and firm
Tendons of steel penetrating
The Master of the sky will fall the hardest
Amongst friends you are the trusted one your sharp knowledge
is complete Amongst the clueless you dwell not nor with he who has doubt
looking over his shoulder Worthy companion of few With life I honor you
Because
amongst friends you are the trusted one
Beware the
beast man, for he is the devil's pawn
Alone among God's primates, he kills for
sport, or lust or greed
Yes, he will murder his brother to possess his
brother's land
Let him not breed in great numbers, for he will make a desert
of his home and yours
Shun him
Drive him back into his jungle lair, For he is
the harbinger of death
The 23rd scroll, 9th Verse
“Planet of the Apes”
