Regicide

Undertaking the masses,
following all the destruction.
I have left alone,
undone in my guidance.
Creating what they can never describe,
and taking into effect that it can never be shown.
You have seen my tragedy,
and have tasted my indulgence.
The itch that you can never scratch,
is that of which always bleeds.
Relinquishing the fatality,
that scatters all of us.
Eight undertones,
searching within the hollow walls.
The flames of that gruesome scene replay in every dream.
But I can not feel this anymore,
the precipitation grows against me.
Poisoned amongst the shadows,
and the blood rains down.
We are all that is decaying,
rotting from the inside.
It's wrecking the only truth,
and casting upon us...
The Regicide