So wait... You are offering services of recording, engineering and mastering but you can't post any audio? I want to hear your voice not read a poem. Post something you have finished.

It's cute that you think making the last word of every line rhyme is rap. 

Lucem Ferre spits acid and spews hatred

on half of your visage, mark of the two faces

I'm the true satan a god to you pagans

come to sit in his throne and rule over this cruel nation

I have the serpents tongue it ropes into a noose

when ever I speak because I choke ya with the truth

call me god sitting in the throne of vicious gloom

spitting out seeds that grow forbidden fruit

I attract those with no hope because I am so dope

it's my flows they go toke and then I blow smoke

threw their own throats laugh as these hos choke

then I attack the brain matter until they abandon their own domes

they roam with red eyes but know they're not awake

I've turned them into zombies my music is all they crave

the addiction forever haunts their brains speaking this monster's name

Lucem Ferre, Lucifer, the fucking god of hate