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The Doors to Darkness
Through the doorway I came,
And into the small tides I strode,
The great heat and screams from the first door sang,
"Pass not through these doors for these are the painful roads,"
These wails though warning, beckoned me on to see.
I ignored the painful cries of warning,
As I entered the first door of anguish the ground gave way,
And into darkness I fell.
When I woke I saw tortures so many,
Horrible acts committed to each fallen one,
I screamed in horror and disgust at those laughing at the fun.
I fell once more into a another pit of nothing to find myself,
Outside the two doors once more.
Once again, I heard the woeful cries,
"Venture not into the gates of perpetual pain,"
The pull of the beckoning tone pulled harder than once before.
The darkness consumed me and I was wisked away to much more.
This time the horrors greater than before,
Wails so loud they were greater than a great storm.
The cries now told me,
"If your ways do not change you shall have your own chains here,"
And I fell for the last time.
I woke, terrified in my bed,
Cold sweat, burning blood all at once,
With my dream's warning beating in my head,
I know the path that I have been walking was wrong.
At that time I changed so I would not cry with those sad souls.
Death
Death is patient and always wins.
Loud or silent,
Fast or slow,
Painful or not.
Death has all the time, and you do not
Nature Walking
Walking in the cool air,
Warmed by the fiery sun.
Along I went upon the solid earth,
And felt the morning gift of watery dew.
The sights, the smells, the tastes, all that was there,
Lit my soul afire in the clear blue morning hue.
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Born into a world unfair,
I fight to win a hand against a stacked deck.
Life threw me into a world I do not deserve,
Against the Fates I fight.
I throw in my lot against destiny,
In attempts to change my path.
I shall move on to a new beginning,
Another throw of the dice.
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I have no love to share,
No hand to hold of a lady fair.
Lonliness is my real traveling friend,
And Time tells me Lonliness is mine forever.
Death be not swift for me,
A one in misery.
THE SECOND HOLOCAUST
The blood has ran into the ground,
Here a mother has said,
"I will never see her grow up,
She was shot in the head."
The blood has ran into the ground,
And here comes the shouting,
"Can our nations not be at peace?
Why die at our outing?"
The blood has ran into the ground,
Israel has now announced,
"They attacked first so we fought back,"
Is that why they were pounced?
The blood has ran into the ground,
White phosphorous, the pain,
Lebanon has now said that it,
"Falls like a great fine rain."
The blood has ran into the ground,
A new holocaust now,
Chaos rules and death reaps his due.
A new injustice, how?
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I could talk endlessly,
About your waves of brown hair.
Forever could I speak,
Of your enchanting brown eyes.
Long could I ramble on,
About your warm smile.
The fact remains the same,
None of that matters.
I find myself bewitched,
By something I cannot understand.
With every smile of your's I see,
I feel a grin forming on its own.
With every laugh,
I hear my own voice in unison.
When you cry,
I feel the tears form on me.
I want to hold you,
And say it will be ok.
I will always be there,
For good or bad.
The personality,
The behavior,
The heart,
The soul.
Together they make,
A being so sweet,
So pure,
So beautiful.
I confess on paper,
The words the voice cannot say.
Oh Amour tortures me so,
I tell you true,
That in the end,
I am in love with you.
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Oh, do I hear it crack,
And there! It finally shatters.
Oh woe, oh woe,
I must save myself from the ache.
I can no longer feel the warm sun,
All I feel is the cold like before.
I can't hear the birds sing,
I am just going numb.
I find now that,
Words now have more power than actions.
What are words without actions?
People believe without action.
What would I know,
I without a heart?
Never again will I lose myself to any person,
I will never again love so much that it breaks me,
When they are all gone.
It will all be like before.
I curse amour,
The vile, cruel whore!
I curse not those that truly do,
But those who say they do, but do not.
Speech Given to the Brothers and Sisters of Evermore
Pick up your sword and shield,
Check what ye wield.
Leap into the fray,
Don't give them time to pray!
Turn back the tides,
Kill the coward who hides!
Here brothers and sisters of Evermore,
Defeat them, break them at the core!
Let not a curr pass by,
They all must die!
Don't allow them to yield,
Butcher them all on the field!
Let Mother Earth drink deep,
Of the blood at your feet!
Rust your gleaming blades,
With their yellow blood!
Leave the bodies to feed the beasts,
Their rotting corpses will make a great feast.
We taught them well of war,
Never will they ever come again to Evermore!
In the Falling Rain
I hear it now falling in the trees,
It is but the falling rain.
There it is again flying in the breeze,
It speaks too much of pain.
I try to forget, but it is all in vain,
I have the feeling of love.
It is depressing to hear the falling rain,
There I see a fallen dove.
My feelings want to give a gentle shove,
To pronounce my love to Lady Fair.
Once more will I see the flying dove,
Diving through the clear air.
That is what I shall do,
That is what I must do for you.
My Lover: Night
I await her,
Like a lover waiting for his beloved.
"Oh where, oh where is she?
It shouldn't be too long now."
As the sun runs his course,
My love comes with a beautiful blanket.
"I made it myself my dear,
It's for you."
This blanket is so beautiful,
That not even the sun could compare.
She wove it from the finest stars,
And with love made manifest.
Just as soon as she came,
Again she departed.
The sun returned,
Chasing away my beloved.
Curse the jealous sun,
Curse him and all his rays.
Seasons of Our World
Now now, here we are.
On a journey we stride,
To see sights,
To taste the air,
To smell the flowers.
Whatever be the cause,
We are setting out now to see,
The seasons of our world.
The summer rains fall without warning,
They retreat just as fast.
These rains bring comfort in a hot day,
So why can they not stay?
The heat chokes the life away,
Even the beautiful peace rose withers away.
One can only pray,
For the cool of a nice fall day.
From Summer to Fall,
We shall travel.
There the air will begin to fall,
As will the trees' offsprings.
That will be,
The beginning of the end.
Now, now, the outdoor sports,
Have become just a distant dream.
Now, now, the leaves fall,
In a rainbow of crisp crunches.
A cool breeze passes,
Bringing promises of purity.
I hear it in the trees,
The faint death of nature.
I feel the chaos of it all,
Cold morning,
Hot afternoon.
It will come to pass soon,
That all shall feel the chilling embrace.
From Fall to Winter,
We now fly.
Here the end times have come,
And along with those times comes a future promise.
A promise of peace...of hope.
And now the air chills me,
And there are no leaves to see.
The pure white falls,
To coat the land,
Blanket it in something,
That shows purity...and death.
Winter lifts away the impure evils,
With her cold and death.
Her gift is that of an end,
So that her sister may bring to us,
A brand new beginning.
From Winter to Spring,
Here it comes.
A time where life returns,
Flowers bloom and trees reawaken,
From their cold, long slumber.
Out of the cold death,
Sprouts a new life.
Warmth returns and all returns,
To a new hue.
Colors bright,
Sights bright,
Aromas brand new.
All of this,
Sans cold,
Sans snow,
Sans death.
This is the rebirth.
From Spring to Summer,
We have returned,
To the barren heat,
And sweat of an agonizing sun.
From the pains of terrible heat,
To the the beginning of an end.
From the very cold and bitter end,
To the peaks of rebirth.
We have completed our journey.
The wheel of seasons has been shown,
In all of their extremes.
I sit now at the edge of Fall to Winter,
I pray for the peace it promises.
MISTAKEN MACABRE
"NO NO,
I DON'T WANT TO GO!"
"Why say no?
Is it not impossible to avoid?
You must come,
Come you must."
"Where are you taking me then?"
"Follow me,
And you will see.
Lets go on a journey.
Now and forever,
You will always be with me,
In my loving embrace."
"Forever? NOT HERE!
NO! NOT FOREVER!!
LET ME GO!"
"You can't pull away,
That is just how it must be.
You are mine,
Only mine,
In the end."
"This is all a mistake.
I don't want to be here!
What about my friends?"
"You should have thought about all that,
Before you slit your wrists,
With those cold pieces of steel.
And your friends,
Oh they shall join me,
Just like all the others.
HAHAHAHA!"
The Red Vanguard Song
We march as one,
A great red wave.
We have risen the Flag to the East,
Now we storm the West!
France,
England,
And America too!
We took Russia,
We helped China,
Even Vietnam too.
We march as one,
A great red wave.
We have risen the Flag to the East,
Now we storm the West!
Brazil,
Canada,
And of course, America too!
Rise people, rise,
As a single entity, rise!
Bring about the Revolution,
Take the world on a turn!
We march as one,
A great red wave.
We have risen the Flag to the East,
Now we storm the West.
Yes, it is time for the rest!
We will bring equality,
To the entire world,
To even America too.
Fascist Vanguard
Brown shirts?
Black shirts?
Who cares about either,
When it is us you must contend?
When the day is done,
Our shirts will not be,
Brown, black, or any other color except,
That of red--red with blood.
Those browns and blacks,
Cannot match us.
We are real Fascists,
Iron fisted Fascists.
Do what ye will,
As long as your will is mine.
Dance your own dance,
As long as you dance to my tune.
We are fare to the yielding,
And brutal to the traitors.
We are elite,
You are elite,
And this is how it goes.
Faith in your government,
Strength in unity.
The weak deserve death,
And we are strong.
We don't care if you are,
A homosexual,
A woman,
Any color,
Any religion.
For we are one,
WE....ARE....THE STATE!!!
Whips of Time
For who would bear the whips and scorns of time,
To stand against the pains of life,
To be willing to suffer for a cause?
Hamlet was willing to go on to complete his revenge,
And by doing so let people die for his cause.
Dear Ophelia, and sly old Polonius,
Poor Gertrude, and revengeful Laertes,
Greedy Rosencrantz and Guildenstern.
Because Hamlet stalled in his mission,
These people had to die.
For who would bear the whips and scorns of time,
Rather than simply ending the sorrows with a,
Quick….Short….Stab!?
NO! Grasp Lady Luck by the hair,
And seize Fate by the throat,
And show them both what real misery is,
Show them both who the true master is.
The Bloodhowler
Forced into a change not wanted,
He fights for his new people.
Full of resolve,
He protects all those he calls his own.
His family is his friends,
His loyalty knows no bounds.
Precious time slips by,
Drawn into a black hole of despair.
The light fades,
Hope fades,
Everything darkens.
All simply symptoms,
Harbingers of things to come.
He lets down his white hair,
Sweeps back his long coat,
Draws his ever loyal blade, Jargoth,
And leaps into a chaotic future,
One that not a one can tell.
Kharne will let loose his howl,
And all will rally behind him.
His call is that of rage,
Of bravery,
Of savage brutality.
The time is coming,
And I hear the Bloodhowl now.
It is he,
Kharne Bloodhowler,
God King and savior of the werewolves!
I AM!
I am love,
And I am hate.
I am life,
And I am death.
I am purity,
And I am defilement.
I am pain,
And I am pleasure.
I am all that you will ever see,
And all that you will never know.
I am time,
Infinte in all ways.
I am everything,
And I am nothing.
I am your god,
And your betrayer.
You may call me Human,
The one who is all things.
I am the beast,
And I AM always with you,
For I am you.
I Love You Dearly
We sat about in a small cafe,
Reading,
Laughing,
Talking.
We walked about the store,
Searching for our own escapes,
Questing for gifts for our own.
Little did either of us know,
What our day would hold....
We go over next door,
To speak to her friend.
She wants him so dearly,
But he shares not the feeling,
Yet she knows not.
We leave again,
And she asks me so bluntly,
"Does he like me?"
How could I answer?
All I could say was,
"I know not, I am not him."
What I wanted to say was screaming violently in my mind,
"I LOVE YOU!
I WANT YOU!
CAN YOU NOT SEE?!"
This came to no avail.
My voice could not fathom,
My mind or my feelings for her.
I write now, hoping she could see,
Praying she could see that,
I would lay down and die just to know,
To know only one thing,
To HEAR only one thing from her,
"I love you too."
The Perfect Pet for You.
Crawling, Crawling,
There is no denying,
That I'm the perfect pet.
I will attend to your every need,
I will sit at your very command.
Pet me, abuse me, oh please use me.
Tether me to a post and make me stay,
I will never leave.....
I won't even try.
Don't deny that I'm yours.
A tag, and a collar.
A little food, and a little water.
I don't need those things.
I am branded on the heart,
I will feast upon your love,
And drink of your caring.
Aren't I the perfect pet for you?
Nothing Else
I dare anyone to try,
To trade anything for you.
The world's money,
No more war,
Cures for all diseases,
Absolute power.
That can all burn in eternal flames,
All I want is you.
All I wish to hear are your words.
All I that I will ever need is you.
You are perfection incarnate,
The one who holds my beating heart,
Within your tender caring hands.
I'm all your's.
Life Goes on as Death Draws Near.
Death is the enigma of life,
And Time races on.
The Sun pursues the Moon,
Throwing out flames in hot pursuit.
The Lion tears the throat from the deer,
As the Man tears into a steak.
Life continues on,
Despite the losses.
One dies to let another continue,
Isn't that the most noble sacrifice?
Death of one for another,
My life for your's?
They Speak
Laying down the hammer upon the lid,
I see what they mean.
They told me all sorts of things about you,
Oh dear sweet friend.
You thought you could hide from Justice,
Oh how so wrong you were.
They told me where, when and how,
My dear sweet friend.
As I drive my last nail into your coffin,
I listen to their laughter.
Oh they are cruel,
Those evil evil voices in my head,
My dear, sweet, dead friend.
They trick and lie to me,
The voices trip me.
I have listened to them for the last time,
Now here is true Justice,
As I bring the gun level to my face,
I'm sorry my dear, sweet, dead friend.
I'm Gone and I'm Sorry
(AKA: No Friends, No Family, No More Ties, No More Lies)
Today today,
I have pushed them all away,
But it wasn't always this way.
Once I was the innocent boy,
And I'm the corrupted man,
Hiding who I am with a mask,
Who's name is Deceit.
Oh I have pushed them all away,
So when I am finished,
No one will miss me when I'm gone.
I want no one crying for me,
I don't want anyone to find me,
I don't want the burden of tears.
Oh friends forgive me,
Oh father forgive me,
Oh mother forgive me,
And my dear sweet Love,
Forgive me my weakness.
Recognize Oneself
I am my own congregation,
Staring into the darkness of myself,
Gathering up the bloodied soil of my soul,
I understand my gods as I grow to understand myself.
Nature, the Lady Grace, dancing purity,
Being defiled by the bastards of black smog and dust.
They can be crushed in fine powders,
But never can they be defeated for I am one of them.
One cannot help the Mother Earth by being human.
To help is to be dead and I cannot fall.
I am evil,
I am pure,
I am forever sure,
That life as we know it will end quite soon,
For we are humans, walking viruses.
Seven Deadly Sins and the Only Carriers
We are the only creatures to kill ourselves,
Out of greed,
Out of envy,
Pure wrath too.
Slaughter in the name of senseless pride,
Or even emotionless lust.
We over-indulge ourselves on everything,
The perfect gluttons,
And we are idle in helping others,
Absolute sloths.
Broken In
Brushed and broken in,
Bloody and bound am I.
Why did you do this to me?
I am in so much pain now,
And I thought you cared about me...
I thought I could trust you.
Now, you lick my wounds clean,
As I cry in torment.
Oh my mistress,
Oh my sweet master,
I love you.
Could you please do that again?
The Birth of Sablir The Dark Omen
Biting into my neck,
I feel my life simply drain away.
After wiping her mouth,
She asked that fateful question,
The one question that sealed my destiny.
"Will you be mine?
Would you please let me claim you?"
How could I say no to her?
The ritual began with her,
Letting out her own life for me to take,
And the reciting of the ancient rites.
She even carved her runes into my very flesh,
And forever sealed them her magics.
I am now claimed by April,
And she has named me Sablir, the Dark Omen.
Mortal Satans
Descending from Heaven,
The Lord of Pride doth come.
He who helped and destroyed humanity,
He who kneeled not to man,
But to God alone.
Some call him Satan,
The Advesary.
Others call him Devil,
The Betrayer.
Many more call him Asmodeus, Mephistopheles,
Or even Baalzebul.
The Lord of Lies, the Prince of Darkness,
And the Lord of Flies.
Funny that so many more,
Follow his ideal angelic form,
The angel of beauty and grace,
The right hand of God,
Lucifer,
The Lightbearer.
More entertaining fact is that,
We too are Satans,
To every man, woman, and child.
It matters not what form we take,
We are them all.
The Final Waltz
Swaying calmly,
And oh so steadily,
Dancing to an endless waltz.
How warm,
How gentle,
We are turning about the floor.
If only this moment could last forever.
But all stories must come to an end,
Even if those are found to be true.
I feel your grip fail,
I see you fall to the floor,
And finally vanish before me.
And then, in the end, I disappear too.
I awaken then,
Crying so hard as I look to my right,
And see the only picture I have of you,
Just before you died oh so long ago.
Symphony of War and Pain
Tra la la!
Fall to the left,
Fall to the right,
Just fall and do not fight!
A head flying to the left,
A heart torn to the right,
Blood tainting the bright white light!
War is Hell,
My soldiers are demons,
I am their Lord High God.
Kneel now and recieve a lightning quick death,
Fight and be cut down like the dogs you are.
Dance to the tune of chaos,
Twirl to the brass section of pain,
Thrash to the strings,
Blown away by the woodwinds,
Torn down by the percussion.
DIE DIE DIE!
I've Been Betrayed
What was it all for?
So much time drained away?
All my heart and soul,
All of my faith,
Placed in a single person,
Who simply betrayed me in the end.
What is my life worth now?
I pronounce my love,
And it gets cast down,
Like so much snow into Hell,
With no chance to thrive.
Do all my emotions mean nothing?
Must I go back to how I was?
I don't want to change back into the recluse,
That I once was.
The one oh so alone amongst the crowd.
Leave me be in my angush.
Let me wallow in despair and self-pity.
I so want to walk into the black,
With eyes sown tightly,
So I will no longer have to see,
The final drop of the hammer,
Against my skull,
Or against my already shattered heart.
Self-Spite (AKA: Self-Loathing)
Cast into shadows,
Bound by fear,
And cut with anger.
The human mind torments the body,
The heart contains the love,
The soul tears away at the coward within.
Who else is there to blame,
Other than yourself?
Not a one.
Cast Down the Overman
Now we must glance into the darkness,
The fear and anger of misunderstanding.
Oh can't you hear the children crying,
Shrieking words which none can understand?
Now we must glance into the darkness,
Of our own hearts.
Oh can't you hear the bombs falling,
And snuffing out the light in the hearts of the children?
Demons in the night falling on wide open wings,
Bearing pikes that launch their heads.
Men, women, children,
All falling to be a feast for the carrion crows.
The Lord giveth and the Lord taketh away,
The Lord breathed life into the world,
And the Lord gave the will to destroy it,
To the Everyman.
Oh tremble with woe,
Shake with fear.
Throw your fist high,
And cast down the Overman....CAST DOWN THE TYRANNY!
Nostrum Deus est apparatus
Oh yes, worship on high,
Our brand new Master.
That which is metal,
That which makes us rich.
Continue our path into niger infinitio.
Nostrum Deus est apparatus,
Und Er Leben nicht.
Our God is a building,
A big business.
We worship business,
We worship money,
We worship ourselves.
We worship big business,
Und Geschäft ist artig.
Love Transcends Life and Death
My loyalty transcends beyond,
Simple things such as death.
The grave is but a hole,
Which is nothing compared,
To the gap in my heart when you are gone.
I will trace back my steps to the living again,
And there you will be,
Quietly sleeping in your bed.
Oh I wish I could touch you again.
I wish I could just stay and haunt you,
But the abyssal depths call me back....
But my love brings me back again,
And so many more times after that.
Once you fall,
I will hunt you throughout the worlds,
And once I find you,
I will grasp you tightly,
Because my loyalty transcends beyond,
The feeble shell of mortality,
And the lonliness of darkness,
And the very frozen wastelands of Helheim.
Ruins of a Glorious Past and Shattered Present and Bright Future
Running through the Golden Streets of High Peak,
I see the children playing their games.
As I approach the castle here,
I begin to see the lie.
I start to remember,
That they have all died.
Innocence,
Our peace,
Lost.
I was gone while a war destroyed my home,
Those children that I saw earlier....
Oh how can there be a heaven?
The grand illusion is gone,
I can see the bodies,
Impaled on those stakes.
I can smell blood,
Rancid death,
Horrid,
Scenes.
I run to the home of my dear lover,
I know she had few hiding places.
As I make my way to her home,
I fail to notice the streets,
So focused on my love,
That I did not see,
The streets weren't gold,
They were blood.
My love,
Where?
I approached her door and kicked it over,
I cried her name but heard nothing there.
Our special place was in the ground,
I went to the basement here.
And there I found the worst,
She was cruxified,
Upon the wall.
I failed her.
My heart,
Aches.
Behind me I heard the sound of footsteps,
"That woman just would not die easy,
Raping, cutting, whipping, nailing,
She just kept crying Kharne Kharne.
Are you he that is Kharne?"
All that done to her?
Death is the game,
With this fiend.
His death,
NOW!
He impaled me upon his bloodied sword,
"So long as I have a soul within,
I will haunt your murderous soul."
With that he left our new grave.
I crawled to my darling,
I kissed her two feet.
"Please forgive me,
For your death."
And then,
Died.
I opened my eyes to a whole new world,
And upon the floor I found a note.
"Somewhere in time I will haunt you,
Forever will I hold you,
And not let you escape.
I cannot let you,
Leave me again.
Forgive you?
I have,
Love."
I stared up where her body had been nailed,
And saw nothing but a bloody smear.
"Follow my voice and come to me."
I started to hear a song,
Ein Lied....her song....my song.
Her voice was so clear,
To the grove it said.
And there she was,
My goddess,
My love,
Here.
"Once I read your beautiful poems, Love,"
She said to me as I approached her.
"You once said that your love transcends,
Beyond life and death and time....
Now I can see that you,
Were oh so correct."
She hugged me hard,
We then kissed,
And watched,
Suns.
Romance of Pain and Pleasure
Darkness comes tonight,
Silence broken by the moans,
And groans of pain.
Pain and pleasure,
Share a thin line between.
Wax and chains,
Whips and blood.
Our chemical romance.
One, Two, Three
Pull pin. Three seconds.
Now throw it. Two seconds now.
One second...and...death.
Valentine's Day
Be careful for what you say,
On the sorrowful Valentine's Day.
To most, it is a day of love,
A day that rivals the beauty of a dove.
To others, however, it is a sad day,
A time where, on the heart, loneliness may lay.
My Love, her poor heart hung low,
But as sure as the wind does blow,
Her heart leapt,
As my heart and her hand met.
I made her a red heart,
And printed my words upon it.
It was my heart and feelings,
It was no pre-made card,
But one born out of my love.
What I loved most on this time,
Was an action that made it all sublime.
She gave me a hug oh so warm,
One so genuine and caring.
Never will I forget that single hug,
So long as this mortal shell holds a soul.
"Echoes of the Fallen"
As I left,
The blood-drenched tavern,
The survivers inside,
Screamed in terror as they ran.
The guards came and charged me,
With the murder of their own,
The murder of ten guards,
As those dead slept or drank.
They questioned for reasons,
Of which I freely gave.
"I was carrying out the echoes of the fallen,
Those slain unjustly,
Murdered by you and your comrades.
I am their avenger."
They stood speechless,
With the exception of the guard captain.
"Lying fiend! Murderer, these be your last moments!"
He drew his blade quickly,
But, alas, not fast enough.
I drew my own blade,
And thrust it into his throat.
As he gurgled and drowned,
In his very own blood,
I slew the rest with lightning quick ease.
"Justice has been served,
In the name of the unjustly slain.
May ye pitiful souls wail in the Hells!"
I tell ye now,
This fateful tale,
Because I carry out,
The echoes of the fallen....
And they too wish,
Your very own demise,
Just as I do!
Winter Mementoes
As winter comes,
So too does the pure snow.
As the cold, frozen tears fall,
Memories return to me,
Mementoes of a past nearly forgotten.
We used to play in the snow,
Oh too long ago.
You hit me in the face,
With the cold powder.
By the gods, I wish you could once more.
I walk outside into,
The frigid depths of white,
And upon the air,
I faintly hear Ein Leid,
Your song, my song, "A Song."
As I follow the enchanting voice,
Straight to our old stream,
Clearly I hear,
"Winter is our season,
And so too like the season, I return."
I fell to my knees and cried,
"You jest! You trick and tease me!
She is long gone so away with thee!"
The bitter stings of wind ravaged my skin,
Yet I felt strangely warm inside.
"I came back to haunt you again.
I've returned to love you again."
I knew the air stung with ice,
Yet I felt as though I sat by a fire.
She asked, "Can I hold you again, Love?"
I could only say yes,
As I fell forward into her grasp,
And into the freezing stream.
Never did I rise again,
For I was with the one I so loved most.
Moonlit Calm and Misanthropic Wrath
Moonlight flows through,
As it's silver rays glisten in the water's grace.
Fallen are the foes of old,
Blood has soaked the Earth,
So too has it rusted the blade.
Flames have scorched the lands,
Winds tear the trees to light tinder,
Water floods the lands,
Drowning innocence in what brings life.
The Earth shakes with fury,
Angered beyond compare with the nuclear blasts.
False are those who say they are prophets
Of a new beginning.
Untrue are those who truly believe,
They are the gods of a new age.
Curs are those that try to master,
That which nature has dominion.
Behead the false,
Impale the untrue,
Burn the curs!
The Final March of Mephisto
March into the black my legion,
Charge into the faithless world.
The armies of Mephisto storm the night,
And with the fires of the bottomless abyss,
Sets flame to the "faithful."
"HAHAHAHA!
Humans are foolish.
Killing the name of God?
HA! There is no God that wishes
The death of his own children."
We march to save the human race
From themselves.
We slay all existence,
To keep them from sin.
You cannot sin if you are in the there after.
"Child, stand and deliver!
We are war incarnates,
And spare no man,
We spare no woman,
And we spare no child.
Fight with your all,
And fly onward to HEAVEN!"
We are the horrors of war,
And innocents must die.
Heretics have to go too,
For they deserve our flames.
We scorch all,
For this is the world of sin,
And nature needs her rest.
You and I Are Black Sheep
Baa, baa black sheep,
Alone amongst the crowd.
Can you feel the loneliness
That I feel?
You don't seem,
That alone.
A speck of black,
Staining the field of white.
Baa, baa black sheep,
Wool black as a moonless night.
Do you suppose
That there is another black sheep,
Whose heart beats for you?
Two torn hearts
May mend together into one.
They could form a single strength,
That beats strongly for both.
Baa, baa black sheep,
Has depression set in?
Can you not see,
That there are always more sheep in the sea?
I cannot see it yet.
I know someone cares about me,
Even if it is not exactly
The person I expected.
At least I am wanted.
Baa, Baa little black sheep,
Baa, baa.
Baa, baa I wish you love black sheep,
Baa, baa.
A Song For You
When you are lonely,
Sing my song.
When you are crying yourself to sleep,
Sing the ballad then.
Here I come to share your grief.
Here I come to hold you tight,
And to sing about an unforgettable light.
Yes, here I come to tuck you in.
Please sing and I shall come again.
When people are tearing at you,
Sing a little charm.
Should you ever draw a blade on yourself,
Chant a soft melody slowly.
Here I come to avenge the wrongs.
Here I come to shield you tonight.
Here I come to grasp the edge,
So I shall bleed and not you.
Protection and good will comes to those that try.
If you are good and without a care,
I will sing Ein Leid to you.
Gently will I rock you,
Till you are fast asleep.
Don't cry while I sing you my song.
When you are lonely,
Sing my song.
When you are crying yourself to sleep,
Sing the ballad for me,
And there I will come.
Some Truths
Lay down the old sickness,
Lay it down for a final rest.
Let it be eaten away by the maggots of faithful,
For lest it may tear down the foundations of truth.
Fundamentalist zealotry weakens mankind's spirits,
So they too must be eaten alive by truth's wrath.
I, the crowned Dark Prince cast down ignorant hatred,
And my Snow Rose warms my heart,
Lest I be eaten from the inside by rage.
Though I do not wish to bring
An innocent soul into a cruel world,
If I did,
They would learn that open minds
Shall inherit the earth and true freedom.
All humans deserve respect at start,
And gain or lose from their choices later.
One should learn of oneself,
Before one can truly know others for who they are.
One should defend one's own,
For they are his family just as much as blood.
All are your family
Until they lose that privilege through disrespect.
Click Click
It wasn't always this way,
Click.
Now it just goes on day by day.
Click.
Dark skies act as my death shroud,
Click.
Filling my universe forever with a dark cloud.
Click.
All I can is that I'm sorry,
Click.
To all those that I made worry.
But now it will be all better,
For my loved ones and I forever.
Bang.
Old Ways
Walk back into the shadows
Of a long dreary past.
Return to the days of old
When you suffered endlessly.
Time to be that recluse again,
Time to be oh so silent once more.
Count those blessings while you have them,
Because within a second in time,
They can all be stolen away.
The high angel cries,
Mourn the loss of a soul,
One cursed to wonder in the black.
The impalement of a bright heart
Is bad enough to tear down,
But the death of a soul so innocent
Is so much more.
Cold Stone
As we take our walk through the winding woods,
I dream of our future together,
I think of our past struggles and triumphs.
We reach a nice spot near the stream,
But you aren't there anymore.
I lost you again.
My tears fall against the cold stone,
Against the cold cruel reminder,
That you never were with me today in flesh.
Here I read:
"My love is fallen,
1988-2007
Love forever lest we fall into despair."
Why gods?
Why take away all that I needed?
Tell me why so that I may die peacefully.
TELL ME WHY!!!
"Just please let my life drip into this cold stream"
I say as I draw my faithful blade,
And sorrowfully wish that this was a dream.
I jam the blade hilt deep,
Cutting out the weak heart.
And again I awake crying and sweating cold,
As I look about, I realize that it was a dream....
Or was it?
It all runs together,
When your soul is already as dead
As the cold graves that you dream so tearfully about.
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