
DeBaphomet Copyright 2025 All rights reserved ------------------------------------------------ Whispered screams in a broken hall Shadows stretch where the quiet falls A chessboard of fools Their pawns in play I move in silence while they decay I donāt shout I donāt cry I just watch as you comply You fuck around Youāll find out soon A quiet storm A rising moon Iāll write your ruin Line by line A patient hand The end is mine No wrath in flames No war cry screamed Just threads of fate A cold machine While you ignite I wait and spin This is my world Youāre trapped within Your chaos hums A discordās song You cry so loud But not for long Iāve carved my wrath in stone and sand Each word a knife Each thought a brand I donāt shout I donāt cry I just watch as you comply You fuck around Youāll find out soon A quiet storm A rising moon Iāll write your ruin Line by line A patient hand The end is mine You'll get what's coming to you You worthless fuck You fuck around Youāll find out soon A quiet storm A rising moon Iāll write your ruin Line by line A patient hand The end is mine

