My mind is enveloped by sweet the
peace of eternal darkness.
There is within my soul a crypt
of savage yet delicious evilness.
Terror joyfully plays within the garden
of my black heart.
Deep mysteries swirl within the morbid
graveyard of my decayed mind.
Devilish horror fills the halls
of my dreadful existence.
The flames of lust and deadly desire
fill me with the most horrific
and satisfactory life.
For I am a killer of the Innocent
without conscience nor compassion.
Donavon Scott Vinson
