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A Bruise Upon The Silent MoonWritten By: Administrator Section: Category: 2008-05-19 20:29:17Narrative:] And the earth was without fall and void And darkness was apon the face of the deep
All Hope In EclipseWritten By: Administrator Section: Category: 2008-05-19 20:31:39A thousand nights once succoured Me In the shadow of Miss Anne Thropy Sat gargoyle-limbed amid My licking flame
A cruel tongue at work in Her secret vaults Sent Rebellion's embers into revolt The comming of extinction Synched to whimpers of my name...Legion I arose, a flood of inhumanity An acid reign to purify the world The Asp at Pharaoh's breast The Atom split under duress A sniper at the gates of spattered pearl
My heart, torn apart, left a rifled grave... Save for an unfurled flag of hate To enthral a mindless zombie race
All heil, all heil, all heil the serpentine's gift All heil, love fails, all hope lies in eclipse
Black bibles I incribed, The words "Damnation through design" Seemed a bitter truth far better for the lie For as hope was felled by reason Forlorn became the season And Death was swift to swallow on the hells of life
Lowered souls, growing cold, tentered easy prey When heaven's flock, a fair game, dropped I bored of war with God with greater thrones to claim...
All heil, all heil, all heil the Libertine's wish All heil, love fails, all hope lies in eclipse
(There was not a prayer left in this wretched world)
Then between the past and the ravening dark A sly Messiah came In the thick of treaty with obligatory greed She stole the soul hate had sold away
An ancient chil blew down the centuries That night atonement's eyes Lit a burning man in Me
When love lay bleeding And Fates sate feeding >From wounds gored 'neath Those cherubic wings She of kindred light Gladly sacrificed Eternity Just to be With Me
As the moon whose silvered fingers play On words and dreams too cursed for day She led my hand to lands I'd not accrued Where the Faun Dawn bathed Her golden hair And faith renewed, leapt joyous there I praised their worth, then planned their conquest too...
All heil, all heil, all heil the serpentine's gift All heil, love fails, all hope lies in eclipse
All heil, all heil, all heil the Libertine's wish All heil, love fails, all hope lies in eclipse ...and ignorance is truly bliss.
An Enemy Led The TempestWritten By: Administrator Section: Category: 2008-05-19 20:33:49As pride precedes a downfall So He took His place before the firewall Of dissonant choirs whose faith in one Was embraced in this wraith whose fate was hung
Between forgiveness and the damage done
An electric scent over drear decay Lent a violent surge to their serenades... Through white glades as His winged parade Bent to silhouette and to sharpen dull razors
Within vast skies unversed in starkness His might grew And blew light hues to grey... And worse, a third of stars to darkness
Then thunder seethed And wreathed in thickening night A line was drawn midst wrong and right And across the throats of thieves
As love fell choked, the tempest broke From heaven's farthest shore Descending to eclipse all hope Repentance might stay holy war
He would not heel nor fake a bow Murmur curses to the wind Enraged, he raved in Balrog howls Upon a storm firstborn of sin
Incensed anew, rebellions tore Like frenzied beasts of prey Through temple doors... Thrown east before the midnight masses
And where once bliss reigned so serene In sweeter glades Now veins ran openly... Like eyes that shied from kindred ashes
When suddenly There shone a hideous light And a voice like three insanities Soared up in thistled speech...
"Thou hast bred hate where there dwelt none And for this grave mistake How thou art fallen Morning Sun The proud will be abased"
He would not heel nor fake a bow Murmur curses to the wind And Lo, the wrath of god swept down...
"Thou art no more an angel filled With light, but a leech to be abhorred And thou shalt suffer My burning will"... Quoth this raven: "Nevermore"
Never fucking more
And with these words like heavy stone Cast against that gilded throne With many legions still in tow He turned his wings to flee His eyes a picture of distaste Drawn to tears and in their place The dawn of time and fates to face Through all eternity...
I wept for him a deep red river That ran like blood through scarred ravines To sluice away the guilt that slithered Like a serpent tongue to Eve For once as I, in heaven climbed Too high for truth to truly see My sunken mind, drunken and blind Saw the lie; That fool was Me...
Alone and cold, face to the crack Beyond dark gates with no way back His crown of gold faded to black Like a bruise upon the heart that lingers
With thrill kill culture shock wave lenghts Of rope to hang high Ten commandments by... Snaked about his upraised fingers
Better To Reign In HellWritten By: Administrator Section: Category: 2008-05-19 20:35:01Heart in hand passed to the clasp of pain In a dark lowland that set bad blood in veins Burning, like penal fires roused to stain The jagged-toothed skyline braced with crosses
The golden dawn Lay lost to mist where Emboldened thorns Made their bed with toppled stones
He closed His eyes Sunken to dream there Of crow-black skies And a great white empty throne Horror stalked the bilious fogs That balked His vision
He licked the spittle from the cheeks of the wry And drifted back to when His stung it's target The sneer of Michael on a glorious high Of angel dust and Virtue by his side
Drowning in the past That downfall seemed like yesterday Though blurred moons passed As enemies in high places laughed
Moved to mirrors cracked with heavy lines He rose snowblind, though shifting sands of time Erased the trace and taste of bitter wines The grapes of wrath grew fat on the vine
She came to Him A little whip of tantrums Thrashed on velvet skins That lined Her wishbone Henge
Her name was Sin A warming spurt of mantras Splashed on occult tongues That whispered sweet revenge
For the shame of their crawl from grace Cold and hollow as the grave
And for the rape and ruinous scourge Spared for souls that had shared God's worship For now their throats coated notes with dirge That poured from parapets to the pits below
Drowning in the past A wretched scream like yesterday Died at last With the rising of the revenant dark
"I shall bow no more to the dogs of the Lord Tearing at my carcass heart I shall fall to my knees only at the keyholes Of Virtue slipping into bondage masks... Freewill made me better to reign in Hell"
And with new wings Unfurled and spoken He took to things That would desecrate the wold
The seduction of both woman and man For a bastard masterplan
Drowning out the past Fool Fates unwound cruel yesterdays Beneath the stars That staggered from the blast Rock Alemi
Born In A Burial GownWritten By: Administrator Section: Category: 2008-05-19 20:36:07Sibilant and macabre Walpurgis sauntered in Skies litten with five-pointed stars The work of crafts surpassing sin As She graced Her window ledge - An orphaned gypsy nymph This issue of the forest's bed Skin flushed with sipped absinthe - Her eyes revealed, as Brocken's peak Tried once concealing Hell A snow white line of divine freaks In riot, where they fell...
The circus lurches in, a ring of promised delight For seven days and seven festival nights What wicked wonders lie within the comfines Of the panther's den
She watches from a maypole, on the rip of Her tongue The restless spirit of Christmas to come A Gretel sick of merely sucking Her thumb Than gingerbread men
Spawned scorned, abhorred by the aerial She was the light of the world going down War-torn, forlorn and malarial She was found Born in a burial gown
Unloosed, the chain of Her god-given cross Seduced, now pagan ribbons swathe Her repose In a carnival of souls sold and similarly lost
Too many decades misfit and mislaid In innocence, a tender legend of prey Parades Her second coming, now they're running afraid
Spawned scorned, abhorred by the aerial She was the light of the world going down War-torn, forlorn and malarial She was found Born in a burial gown
Now She moves with a predator's guile Beyond the firelit circle of life She soothes your cold heart for a while Then matches its beat, synching in with a knife She wrestles Her dreams with a delicate case Espied by Her cross on the wall And should She awake, through embrace or mistake She would take Jesus Bless foot forward and all...
Sibiliant and at last The circus crawled away With another lover in its arms Dancing on Her grave...
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