The Unspoken — Devian

Better dig this in the deepest of holes Only thing to be carved is your soul Taken away

Apocalyptic, the hammer will fall Personal eclipse lets blackness end all Progeny betray

Enemy Flesh debris Absentee Death flies free

The Unspoken

Better cloak this in the darkest of shrines Blade of dawn lets blood flow like red wine No remorse

Assassin from shadows a murder suspect Creator of windows will leave you defleshed From a life a divorce

Cause and effect will leave you dead and wrecked Die

Surreptitious, all-seeing eye Burning lead liquefies

Always cloak this in the darkest of shrines Closed casket funeral far from benign Taken away

Apocalyptic, the hammer will fall Personal eclipse lets blackness end all No remorse, a torn, limbesque bouquet