Nail the Martyr- Allesandro Moreschi |
Nail the Martyr
The flaws of the oblivious men converting doctrine into truth for the ignorant, apparent in war, rape, and thousands of unreported crimes due to the fear of god, in the 16th thr...
Posted by on Tue, 21 Nov 2006 10:16:00 GMT |
Spawn of Sharon Tate |
"I watched a new born to learn and there was no one else to its knowing or not knowing- I tagged after it and it took me in as a part of its self as it was finding out what it was and was not. As I've...
Posted by on Wed, 11 Oct 2006 15:17:00 GMT |
Natural Growth |
All equality, let the mammoths tusk align, Blur the descention of the founding brethren, they would hang any man that their eyes felt used his worth,
Where plates collide, Our debt realized,When did h...
Posted by on Thu, 05 Oct 2006 16:31:00 GMT |
Hermetic Order of the Golden Dawn |
This is our final anthem, the warned become the fed, Decadence repaid in blood, and the wicked will find their joy,
Sing the song of sacrament, Through decadence it fills the hole, slit the thro...
Posted by on Thu, 14 Sep 2006 14:45:00 GMT |
Theft of the Generation |
As we steal from the symphony, speak of hate love and tragedy, pay homage to the bones of the damned, falic remnants of anothers hand,
Will you lay by my side in the trench, Bloody fingers clenched gr...
Posted by on Mon, 28 Aug 2006 16:10:00 GMT |
Who are you to wave your finger? |
I am the stripper with her clothes on... Will I make the money that the out of work actresses bareing nipples and holes seen by any man with a one dollar bill? No... But if you reall...
Posted by on Mon, 21 Aug 2006 08:31:00 GMT |
Earthquake |
Our earth sits on several plates underneath our continents. These plates crash into and move away from each other at such a phenomenally slow rate that we only notice for seconds in only some ar...
Posted by on Sat, 06 May 2006 05:57:00 GMT |
Happiness |
I wouldn't say the grass is greener... But you don't know what color the grass is on the other side. What if it is blue? That would be cool to walk in blue grass... It never is...
Posted by on Sun, 02 Apr 2006 05:12:00 GMT |
Balsphemy... Our words inflict possesion |
Follow me to this place... Close your ageless fists and make them believe. Without counting how many toxins have changed a path that may have been different, better, different...
Eat your ...
Posted by on Sat, 11 Mar 2006 03:44:00 GMT |
You read because you fit. |
Possesion... Count them all, make them bleed, make them learn, forget them... A garbage can ran out in front of my car this morning, I knew I should stop... I killed him. I dro...
Posted by on Sun, 26 Feb 2006 16:10:00 GMT |
