The Golden Chimaira
Of shining gold and white marble; monumental in your glorious form
You are the chimaira, indescribable in how you move
Down where the old willows dance
I see you performing
A rite of the heavens blue
A night like a dagger in my spine
You're so marvelous, beautiful
Yet you have three heads
None of them smiling
The Arrowhead
The seasons change within you
And your core becomes inert
As the arrowhead pierces skin and flesh
Your slumber finds an abrupt end
This life, nothing but a fleeting memory
Nothing but a masochistic dance
Cicadas, like a frightful choir
Ravaging the silence of the night
Your patch of heaven
Stained by the lead you leak
A life spent in cacophony
Days of old, they seem so bright
Your heart, it longs for motion
But your body longs for rest
The gentle wind across your face
As you spread your luminous wings
The Beauty Of Self-Immolation
Upon a green hill, half swallowed by the dawn
I stand burning brightly
Like a dominating quasar
Scorching the grass around me
You try to extinguish the fire
But my blood fuels the blaze
As the flames turn my body to ash
The wind carries my remains away
Far away to a distant domain
Where the dust that was once a mere human
Reforms into a shining star
Pink Sapphire
An ethereal melody springs from your aura
Drowning out the hatred in the air
The wind of remembrance exhilarates my idle mind
Carrying away my name
A pink sapphire adorns your sternum
Illuminating our maze of a world
Your intrepid soul, so unshakable
Like an inextinguishable flame amidst a storm
Your voice sets the sky ablaze
All sorrow fades in your wake
You command the evening light
To embrace this desolate world
Cameron Belmont 3
I roam this empty room
Without moving an inch
I reach towards the ceiling
And my hand is kissed by Ashmedai himself
My body hosts a ten-legged abomination
Eating me slowly from the inside
But this endless pain
Won't stop me
This fiend inside of me
Too powerful for me to tame
Takes every cell of my frail body
And turns them into vermin
The pulse of my very existence
Nothing but a scorching pain
My body now pandemonium
A place for archdemons to roam
Yet my inner force is building
Blooming like a blackened rose under the moon
My innards shift wildly
To form a superior spirit
My viscera now a sinister mass
Driving me forward
To bring the rain to you all
To bring the war to you all
I strive to cleanse this town
From all that is ill
Cameron Belmont 2
They tell me all these filthy lies
That he is with him now
With our loving god
Our loving god?
I am most bitter
As I still writhe in pain
I was stung by a thousand wasps
And stripped of all that is good
Of all that is beautiful
Of all that was ever given to me
I am a stray bullet, a rogue arrow
Ready to pierce all that is living
I am the nameless tomb
I am the soul snatcher
I am the used whore
The accursed victim
They talk about god
As I brace my tongue
My poor mother, being fed the same lies
God is a deceiver
What I lost I cannot reclaim
But I can take the rain to you all
Take your beloved crucifix
And lick it all over
Shove it down your throat
Jesus of Nazareth; look at him
Going feet first down your fucking throat
As your eyes water
From shoving the lord down your gullet
I drown in laughter
In infinite laughter
The first time I've laughed in a while
Tongueswallower 2
So perfect in your stolen clothes
So pretty in your tub of worms
I kissed you on your glossy lips
And you bit my tongue off
Swallowed it with a grin
I try to rub my eyes
But they're gone you took them too
You bring me back
To the times when I was but a wave
In an endless ocean
You bring me back
To when I was but a pebble
On the ocean floor
My love for you like dragonfly bullets
Your love for me like a puddle of puke
Like a cloud of glass shards
You engulf me
And shred my skin
To reveal all flesh and sinew
To reveal my despondent soul
My spirit not vengeful, but seething
You bend my bones to your liking
You twist my tongue
And erase my will
Be wary of my retaliation
I might show you a new day
The petals upon you walk
Are like the men who came before me
I count my ribs
Several are missing
Tongueswallower
My mind, it fills the entire room
As my heart dries out
It beats outside my chest
I bite my tongue, I grind my teeth
Your words like salt to a slug
You shed a single black tear
As you swallow me whole
I remember it well, your breath to my ear
So harrowing, so cold
My final chapter was written
But you picked up the pen
Led me astray to an unknown place
To an ivory tower, far away
Doomed to wait, doomed to die
Cameron Belmont
The passage of time took him away
My father, my anchor
I am running in circles
Until my spirit bursts
I wear a target on my face
And the wind is the firing squad
Every sound like chainsaws to my eardrums
His grave, thousands of feet underground
Every second like a beating
Enough to grind my bones to dust
Voices ring through my head
"Join him! Join him! Join him!"
Since his passing I've been a nobody
Yet I carry the world on my shoulders
The TV static like a foreign realm of grief
The teapot like a poison well
It's not like he simply died
It's like I became him and killed myself
I crawl through these hopeless days
Like through a barren desert
My blackened lungs are exposed
My eyes like cloudy amber
I despise your god and your perfect world
You think I've got nothing left? I'll show you.
The White Pavilion
Like a torch in the dark
I am but a burning cross
Screams they penetrate
Another stale hour
A sleeping giant
Under a grand pavilion
Repetition tells me
That we are all alike
That we are all but ants
That we are all but shells
That we are all but ash
Sheltered by a grand pavilion