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 don’t shout I don’t cry I just watch as you comply You fuck around You’ll find out soon A quiet storm A rising moon I’ll 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 You’re trapped within Your chaos hums A discord’s song You cry so loud But not for long I’ve carved my wrath in stone and sand Each word a knife Each thought a brand I don’t shout I don’t cry I just watch as you comply You fuck around You’ll find out soon A quiet storm A rising moon I’ll 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 You’ll find out soon A quiet storm A rising moon I’ll write your ruin Line by line A patient hand The end is mine