the enemy has spoeken |
what ample madness stomps these frozen portages? and rots the spires of heaven the the molton gates of hell?where angels shed their rosary...a dizzing myriad of inner ambience, yet my cursed will burn...
Posted by on Wed, 14 Jan 2009 16:15:00 GMT |
four winds parasite |
every weekend its the same damn state of affairs. i start off the night with good friends and a few coors,and by 9 theres 20 people in my house drinking my booze and fucking up my equipment,and o...
Posted by on Sat, 23 Aug 2008 08:11:00 GMT |
American Stillborn |
AMERICAN STILLBORN
born into zyklon, the infant form diced to remnats.lethal injection eye for an eye, but a c...
Posted by on Tue, 13 Feb 2007 22:16:00 GMT |
odyssye |
i've been feeling verry detached from reality lately. the christmas season passes in all its tawdry hallmark, and in every drag from this spiritual syringe i call THE RAPTURE CURSE, i'm that much clos...
Posted by on Mon, 25 Dec 2006 22:49:00 GMT |
A RIDDLE FOR THE WHISTFULL |
What if birth is Dusk, Death is Dawn and life is simply the Dream in between? for in that dreamy scud of morning, that fleeting Zen of all hardships to come, a Sunrise turn to stone. what if our...
Posted by on Tue, 12 Dec 2006 00:47:00 GMT |
the pagan winter |
i rather injoy winter, it teaches us that everything in this world is a simple palindrome of life, to death, to life again. that and i love breaking out the leather. yesterday me and few buds had a fi...
Posted by on Sun, 10 Dec 2006 08:30:00 GMT |
