The Imp Of The Perverse

Scholars lost in matters grey
Adhere to scripture's law
Elated by the tendency
To see a man do wrong
Redundant studies paralyze
Narrow foresight reigns
When those who crave
To rape and kill are
Slaves to human brains

Standing at the precipice
To feel the piercing thrill
Knowing that you couldn't stop
If you possessed the will
Murder for the joy of blood
And ease of simple gain
Craven opportunal lust
A portrait of the sane

Atonement for the scum within
Surrender those who'll do you in
Drawn into the sacrifice
Bleeding out on the altar of vice

Jesters prance around the court
Leaving dignity in tatters
Their foolish kings are set to judge
Invoke a justice shattered
Solitude, my enemy
How cunning you've become
Closing cell doors rack my thoughts
My will, a knot undone
Daggered stares subsuming time
Cycloptic slumber fate
Iniquity consuming me
The lightning surely waits
Theories suspect, conjured blind
Beg to be impugned
Burden of my conscious mind
Bleeding like his wounds
Standing on the cliffs again
In truth's abyss I plunge
Perverse the joke pulled on us all
Own the guts I spill, for once