Homeward bound

Familiar to it's master seated. 
Such soothing evil bewitched my soul. 
As cloud o'mud perched upon the horizon. 
Like infant's torn womb festered with maggots. 


Nested within mine heart it broods. 
Sowing ever slowly the seeds of malcontent. 
To reap this day from desiring flesh. 
The fruitlessness that is life baron. 

Wonder aimlessly the deserts thought. 
To reveal an oasis within sorrow. 
So we may forever drink our failures. 
And quench the thirst to feel alive. 

At the gates to Hell my mistress stood. 
Oh Misery' how you have longed for me...