Condemn the Heretic |
Hell bound and bent And closing inTowards a rivering torment Forcing waves andGrit between my toesTo template EarthLashing at my legsForever do we suffer hereBillowing this pulseTo some a curseUntil a...
Posted by on Wed, 04 Nov 2009 11:48:00 GMT |
Universe: a donor |
Crawling behind figure is a percieved analog of degradationAn irregular determination that presidesThis shadowing dream of death towering as an earmark to our pain and paranoiaStill cracked and crazed...
Posted by on Thu, 28 May 2009 12:05:00 GMT |
And Yet Evil Remain |
The uniform has been black on greyas I've see the signs get worse our wayand before the tides came undertowit came from high and then sank down lowSelene my girl please understandyou wake at dusk and ...
Posted by on Mon, 18 May 2009 10:22:00 GMT |
39,651 LIONS |
Walking through a lions denin an experimental zooApt to wake one; so keep it downThey won't attack if you don't runThey WILL attack if we look like foodConfidence sends us through this mazeI told you ...
Posted by on Tue, 07 Apr 2009 12:57:00 GMT |
PENTACLES |
They've broadcast a plague, now we can't fightThe romance is gone, we have little more in sightConstantly pressured:From a reasonable system, expanding at each endIgnorance is death, but pleases us be...
Posted by on Fri, 03 Apr 2009 00:06:00 GMT |
Dread as if Crawling Dead |
Mankind repeats himself The world a pantheon of gods Sparking infinite essenceRebels cycle through Leviathans wakeEvolving body and mind, separateness. Experiencing evolution, a madman....
Posted by on Fri, 03 Apr 2009 00:01:00 GMT |
Again and Again |
You haven't gone insaneYou haven't lost your mind at allIt's just all so deranged(You must) heed Master's callIn a look towards the dawnMaybe, this time, I was all wrong I killed my heart taking steps...
Posted by on Mon, 30 Mar 2009 20:04:00 GMT |
Beetle in a Bottle |
lift clear liquidsmear white winebelief in fear and time.my rival at heartlongs for deflectionfroma perfect line.bitten by black fliesunderstands animalemotions like prideplaying cat and mousei hated ...
Posted by on Fri, 30 Jan 2009 00:32:00 GMT |
Black-eyed Queen |
Black-eyed QueenYou're slimyAnd rough around the edgesCoarse like sand paper plainsAnd restrictedBut true, in sense of the artFast and collidingLike smooth paintArms,Black-eyed Queen,Arms, like brittl...
Posted by on Mon, 19 Jan 2009 12:52:00 GMT |
Bank beside the Bay |
Call of the gull, &
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nbsp; Such a cry, a shriek of pa...
Posted by on Wed, 10 Dec 2008 09:59:00 GMT |
