To Hail Satan Is To Hail Myself |
Christianity a form of insanity
Pushing their beliefs onto the rest of humanity
Vanity excessive pride a human trait much like lust
Utter disgust let me live my life
These choices are mine alone
Thro... Posted by A Lurking Agony on Wed, 20 Jun 2007 08:53:00 PST |
The Stranger |
There is a stranger in the dark and I know him by name
No one else knows him inless there the same
He's not a stranger to sickness nor a stranger to pain
This stranger I know I can not contain
We a... Posted by A Lurking Agony on Wed, 20 Jun 2007 08:50:00 PST |
Venomous |
How dost thou stab at thee wist curlety intent
For wenst thou black puss cross my path I sheild it with thy hate
For wenst I show my anger I cover it with pain
For if I show my anguish I'll be cloaki... Posted by A Lurking Agony on Wed, 20 Jun 2007 08:50:00 PST |
Fallen |
I have fallen ill in the search for your love
Entwined were we before the pain was brought
All hope for life with you must vanish, it dies before it started
Missing you more each day from which we la... Posted by A Lurking Agony on Wed, 20 Jun 2007 08:47:00 PST |
Modern Crusades, A Witch Hunt For The New Age |
Depression
A form of regression
Rapeing my mind
And breaking my soul
Slanderous accusations
From my dearest relations
Unwanted sedations
That of a religious fixation
Leave me alone and let me be
Its ... Posted by A Lurking Agony on Wed, 20 Jun 2007 08:40:00 PST |
A Tale of Two Lusts |
Astir as thy ravened after thee
Unto my despair thy Advertence to emotions deep
Passion burnt into thee
Optic stare deep within thy soul
Ravenous indeed
Indeed parcel luxuria
But yet peevish
Intra... Posted by A Lurking Agony on Wed, 20 Jun 2007 08:42:00 PST |
Lost in life, forgoten after death |
Dreams of blood and melancholy leave me in distress
While dreams of love and happiness only make me more depressed
Its a conundrum this life were living, not knowing where were going
Its a hard life ... Posted by A Lurking Agony on Wed, 20 Jun 2007 08:39:00 PST |
Forgiveness |
So run that razor across your wrist
And prey to things that can't exist
Blow your lines and shoot your smack
Then prey to your god to take it back... Posted by A Lurking Agony on Wed, 20 Jun 2007 08:37:00 PST |