"I've got this killer up inside of me... I can't talk to my mother, (friends, women, coworkers, associates, affiliates, city council, the internets, the homeless or even your mother) so I talk to my diary."

-that Scarface song from Office Space

Malice Inferno/Scourge of God


I can smell
the black winds howl,
do […]

Malice Inferno/Mammon Be My Name


I can see it now
Underneath the […]

Malice Inferno/Men Wrought Man


Destruction and death
Cracked and conquered from […]

Scourge of God and the Whispering Malice


I claim no companion,
There art none […]

Scourge of God/Scud for Posterity


Lick her,
Not poisonous…?
Thou weren’t a goddess!

To Scud, Indifferently


The mind carries on
a wishing well
to […]

Scud of a Prophylactic Apocolypse

-VII, Final-

Hate for you
I proliferate
For the […]