At The Graves Of Giants

My creation, wonderful and beautiful
To fight back, will be less than futile
I'll ravage, your body and your mind
I'll disintegrate you, leave exquisiteness behind
My lust, is always vivid
Your allure, is always livid.

I'll rip and shred and tear and shape you with my hands
I'll slay and create something that forever stands
I'll lacerate and give you my caress
Eternal beauty I now with you bless.

The loveliness, in your eyes when they go blank
Such release, from this place so dark and dank
The freedom, in a cause so meaningful
When existence, by my hand are being culled.

I'll rip and shred and tear and shape you with my hands
I'll slay and create something that forever stands
I'll lacerate and give you my caress
Eternal beauty I now with you bless.

With gratefulness you should accept this gift I bestow upon thee
To be a monument of beauty in eternity forever free.

The sculptures my gift, my work of art
A gallery, in remembrance of the heart
Of darkness, and non-compliance
Now lining, the boulevard to the graves of giants.

I rip and shred and tear and shape you with my hands
I slay and create something that forever stands
I lacerate and give you my caress
Eternal beauty I now with you bless.

There's divinity in creation
Manifesting new behemoths by ablation
Cutting and hacking and stitching and sewing
Lusting for the changes you are undergoing.

With gratefulness you should accept this gift I bestow upon thee
To be a monument of beauty in eternity forever free
Forever free!