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Well, most people when they think of deadites from Evil Dead they think they are similar to the run of the mill Zombie but they are not. In order to spread some light on the difference I offer this in my journal, the differences between a deadite and a zombie

deadite
A human, animal, or object that has been possesed by a disembodied Kandarian demon. The inhabited host will display massive abnormalities physically, as well as supernatural abilities such as levitation and voice throwing. They also can infect another host by biting them. To dispose of a deadite one must blow their brains out with a shotgun, or dismember the host's body, always making sure to destroy the brain.

"Ash quickly realized the deadite was playing dead and told Aurthur to get an axe."(Which proves a deadite has some level intelegence"




Zombie
The Walking Dead. Scientific name Homo Coprophagus Somnambulus.

A deceased human being who has partially returned to life due to undeterminable causes. The brain retains base facilities, namely gross motor function. In its near-mindless state, it grasps no remains of emotion, personality, or sensation of pain. In rare cases, some of the reanimated have reflexively preformed routine activities from their past lives.

The rotting bodies of the undead operate on a fraction of the level at which our bodies normally function. Circulatory, respiratory, and digestive systems are unaffected by reanimation. Labored breathing, choking, and moaning are reflexive but no oxygen is carried through the blood. The nervous system functions primarily within the brain and brain stem. Sensory reception is minimal at best and seemingly unecessary in the pursuit of prey. The undead are incapable of fatigue and will persist at any cost. They will even crawl when their legs have been removed. Even if the head is removed from the body, it will continue to live. The only way to stop the reanimated is to destroy the brain. To prevent reanimation in the recently departed, decapitate the corpse and burn the body. The only observable action a zombie takes part in is killing living creatures, especially humans, and eating them.

"Snuff"

Bury all your secrets in my skin
Come away with innocence, and leave me with my sins
The air around me still feels like a cage
And love is just a camouflage for what resembles rage again...

So if you love me, let me go. And run away before I know.
My heart is just too dark to care. I can't destroy what isn't there.
Deliver me into my Fate - If I'm alone I cannot hate
I don't deserve to have you...
My smile was taken long ago / If I can change I hope I never know

I still press your letters to my lips
And cherish them in parts of me that savor every kiss
I couldn't face a life without your light
But all of that was ripped apart... when you refused to fight

So save your breath, I will not hear. I think I made it very clear.
You couldn't hate enough to love. Is that supposed to be enough?
I only wish you weren't my friend. Then I could hurt you in the end.
I never claimed to be a Saint...
My own was banished long ago / It took the Death of Hope to let you go

So Break Yourself Against My Stones
And Spit Your Pity In My Soul
You Never Needed Any Help
You Sold Me Out To Save Yourself
And I Won't Listen To Your Shame
You Ran Away - You're All The Same
Angels Lie To Keep Control...
My Love Was Punished Long Ago
If You Still Care, Don't Ever Let Me Know
If you still care, don't ever let me know...

Calling The God

Night descends gently into my mind,
sublime castles disappears,
aggressive even submissive wind
moaning calm changes.
Solitude once so elating, now swallowing me.
Do you hide from me or my sight
perhaps obscured your light does not see?
It is so long time ago
when veiled to vesture of pain I beheld you
FOR THE FIRST TIME
My hands silently fumbling only a cold strike.
My longing calling you stays unheard.
My belief then born however unweakened stays.
You are luring me through
the hearts of those you dwell inside
and I as a bee sitting from flower to flower
pollen from these hearts
I GATHER...

Apocrypthum

I feel everything as a medium for satisfaction
of my decaying and strongly stinking desires.
Bestiality I feel as the strongest power,
it will not be appearsed ever, it is growing still.
And it is leading me to the unknown shores
of beating and dripping wet extasis...
Rushes of extraintensive waves want to tear me
off from the slushing embrance of the entrails.
...and they are rotting STILL...
FLOWERS OF APOCRYPTHUM
Eagerly I tremble in extraterrestrial visions
and open the doors of more and more
repulsive chambers.
In the nightfall magnificent flowers
come into flower
from the fertile psychodung of my entity.
...and the superlative monsters
of this sphere I have
already brought under my domination and razed
the lair they crawled out to the ground!!!
Destroyed by immense power of all exceeding will
...however not efficiently.
The world of APOCRYPTHUM has opened
for my eyes and I have sat on throne...

Festering Tears

I met a human who died many centuries ago.
"Around myself wreathe your arms":
he said without sound
without movement,
nevertheless I heard him.
Ecstatic magnificence bloomed
for a split of eternity
in a garden of weeping senses
and swallowed up all my perceptions...
"Your solitude has thrown you between
waking and dream, between us and them
between soil and fertile emptiness.
I feel the tears festering inside of your
land, please let them out,
release the sadness of your spirit
he is crying for HOME!" AND I OBEYED
In his purgative emprance that
as a messengers from somewhere else,
MY SOUL ENTERED...
I delightfully trembled as though
anticipating the most distant
and the nearest breath, breath the most precious!
My fear was getting smaller with his every touch.
"Become absorbed in deep yourself,
till you will be integrated with me."
"Breathe your soul, let it pervade
beyond the Earth of mind.
Beyond the oceans of dreams,
there where your experience does not reach
there I shall take you and then you will realize.
The crown of the masters you will
put and let the tears
festering for thousand years flow AWAY!!!"

Messengers

I will never forget their faces
I will never forget what I felt
I will remember
touching their auras
FOREVER...
They were life and they still are...
I touched their souls and
I want to touch again forever.
They tought to me to love and they still do.
Our hearts were beating together
in understanding - the deepest one.
We walked and did not have to speak.
Tear caress my face
And I let them.
But I hear them saying:
"hold on and fight we will meet soon
again dear brother".
I know I have continue
and spread their heritage
until that time when heart
will not beat for my soul
ANYMORE...

Walking Upon Damnation's Land

I'm sailing the treacherous seas
While navigating with pain and strength
My light of guidance, the burning eyes,
is drawing me towards mortality's end
I'm wondering where this voyage will end
An insane death or glorious revenge
Crowned with knowledge and infinite strength
Adorned with visions of wisdom
Humilated until death's end
Maze of fear, chained in blood,
Swimming in sulphureous streams
Walking upon Damnation's land
Mesmerized by an immortal spell
A roaring sea devours my human shell
Indulging in wisdom unseen
Curse or blessing, yet unknown to me
Into the chaos of a rebellious mind, inhaling the scent, sweet and divine
Aeons of knowledge, cryptic defined, circle within circle, void within the
mind
Rising, downfall, untold
Visualize hades, unfold
Tasting the moonblood and see
The gates are opening for thee
Both demons and angels are drinking my blood
Adoring my flesh and naked thoughts
Guiding me to places of ecstacy, excess
Tasting their kisses with an intense respect
"666" - heavenly delight
Numbers are visions in one's mind
"Crucifix" - demonic delight
Objects are tools for a tricky trade
Lurking in the shadows of the winds
Awaiting in the shades of life
The servants of both usurpers
are dwelling in my mind
Crawling towards a pale light
Running towards the thrones of might
The path of the "righteous" one
Is my guiding-light
Walking upon Damnation's Land [x's 4]
Damnation!!!

Immolated In Flames

Approach, you war-torn fiend
Come forward, dealer of death
Find shelter under these fiery wings
As I guide you through the blackened depths
Behold a hazy dimension
Engulfed in man's emotions
Expect no tender feelings
But a bath in gore
The moaning of the deceased ones
Shrouded in the winds
The howling of the past
Told by blackened - bones
The skull is whispering a forgotten tale
Its rotten tongue is tasting your flesh
Your ear is near its yawning mouth
Absorbing the tales of Death
Weeping blood, Devouring lead, Obscurity is filling your mind
Deafening silence, excruciating noise
Immolated in Flames Immolated in Flames
Immolated in Flames Immolated in Flames
An abstract world, secluded and hidden, evoked by Death's embrace
Defying life, Lusting for Death, madness shone out of your eyes
Rattling of grotesque laughter
Stabbing the earth with steal
Your trophy, a handfull of maggots
For the wargod you must kneel

Prophet Of Perdition

Created before creation, the mother of all wars
Indicement against purity, the father of impiety
War-lusting spirits, embodied in flesh and soul
Marching through the gate of agony and trample down life's gift
A deity without a mortal form,
craving for insanity pure
A struggle within the soul,
consuming dignity as a whole
The roaring without sound
penetrates the void unknown
Possessing the sanctum of innocence,
riding the infernal winds
It's the bearer of seed of what is being called "war"
It's the voice without any sound
It's the thought which drives one insane
It's the hand which ends your reign
Now, you've reached the point
where no humanity is left
A servant of utmost extremities
is what you have become at last
The horrors of insanity
The acts of inhumanity
The bestial thoughts of a war-torn mind
The indifference of a destructive kind
Worshipping the realm of war and serving it with all your might
Through iron and lead you'll proclaim the word of terror and fright
Bearer of the Seed