glimpse into my darkened soul
| thoughts | Jan 15, 12 @ 9:48pm |
| I'm starting to come to points where even i don't understand my own thoughts, i'd like to stop it, but there's just so many of them they tend to overwhelm... kinda strange... but parts that i can understand and comprehend are death or people dying | |
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| Reveries Of Her Long Forgotten Serenade | Sep 20, 11 @ 8:33pm |
| *this one's not new, i've had this one since 2008 or so. i wrote this one around the same time i wrote portrayal of the atrocities, spoken. but i'm getting around to finally posting this one. hope you enjoy this one.*
Faintly glowing, this path i'm walking, Darkness surrounds me, and hours fade away, My eyes are open, straining to see the truth, You call my name, as a spirit among the woods... Many nights in my loneliness, all the things surround, or is it me? Spirits of those, whom i've betrayed, call my name in envy, A cold hand on my shoulder, of a death growing closer, As Tim passes, and seasons change, i long for you... Her face is a beauty untouched by time itself, and in emptiness, i've died, and the crows and ravens, they sing their songs, as an empty shell, for an ever decaying tyrant, her voice unheard and unchanged, through the grasp of death's hand, and passed the punishments, that last through eternity... I quest for her, she haunts me nightly, forever, i am betrayed, you took it all away. In divinity's requiem, winter's frozen winds find me. I am the eternal, in this masquerade of her masked sililoquey, Silhouettes of tragic losses, dance across the moon, apparitions fade and reappear, and the hidden serenade, of her long forgotten effigy!!! Envious are the ones that surround for bitter truths, ever darkened, this path I'm walking into eternal blackness, Forever the torment is omnipresent, and my spirit wanders, her voice is fading, as it draws ever nearer, I call Her Name, as a spirit among the woods. |
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| Revelations Of The Enslaved | Sep 6, 11 @ 1:33pm |
| *hope you enjoy this one, this one's actually really new. but it's def. one of my new ones that i like*
I'm born of darkness, visions of the unknown, from a realm of chaos, we wander alone, bleak and unforgiving, I'm cold... Madness, blindly consumes me, she calms the pain, takes it away... Flight, and venture the skies, she learned my name, "belial" she calls, "come to me" Revelations of the enslaved, blasphemies make a mark, and burn the church to the ground, my will be done Mock the cross, a symbol of false hope, they took her from me, took her into their tainted light, tear away, and destroy every trace of their god. Behold my spawn, child of evil, cast upon the world, bring on the apocalypse, sold your soul to me, judge not, what you know not, Spread disease, like the plague of humanity!!! |
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| Blood of the Damned | Dec 22, 08 @ 9:48pm |
| Call unto me ton t his hallowed eve, the tortureous screams, betrayal of souls, committed to the fall. vanquished the liars in my dreary dreams, and the blistering times, lays the fool they bloodlet.
In past, the deed, ishtar laments. chthulu arise, through bloody demise. the dawn everlast in susperian regret. Faltered in dreams, demons of the stone, stand defending my throne, your night screams, awaken defiled, the putrid innocent. Take hold of the noose, and play my game. Jeremiah lay dying with throat bleeding, his crimes forbidden, and death comes unto him!!! tonight, lillith, we will dance in the cemetery, covered in snow, from the coldest winter. her tempting lips inviting, I stole a kiss, and as we pull away, in erotic passion, white stains on the stone!!! The snake beckons me! Blind to my faults, you denied everything. defiled the ears of you child. borne to this world, it hates and it burns, sacrificed for a god that's not real. So help us betray, the tricks of the trade, the jack of the pawns, rise all things dark, the damage done, below, 'neath a tomb of snow, we bleed... We bleed the blood of the damned, for unmassing laments!!! Retire the witness of blood rituals, and bathe in the darkness, cleanse yourself, hang here, and saite my dreams, and bleed my thirst, the moon, a dream, like reality led astray, the conjection of souls, an empire that corrupts your mind, plagued to impart the currupt ways of god!!! Breathe, shallow dreamers, in a turbulant hell, in false prophecies, for a god that's not even there. and your lies, for them, you silence our kind, to keep them from seeing the truth, that god isn't there!!! Ashes fall from the sky, and heaven is burning. flood the mind, with your dreams. Envoke me fro mmy inner hatreds, born of this darkness, consuming, corroding, my already hateful existance, cast down!!! Glorified the lies the bastard god spat forth, as a venomous seed to plague humanity. Dig a fucking hole here, let it be your grave, for your time has come, it has come today. Melifecent like the disease, religion of the stolen beliefs, christianity burns in a putrid pile of bibles and lies, smouldering!!! Invert their cross, and impale the christian, nail him too it! Belial, forsaken thine now, unto an eternity passing. Legion, my bretheren, hold high your swords in bitter holy war. |
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| upcoming poetry readings in the works | Nov 15, 08 @ 9:46am |
| yeah, it's been about a year and some months since I last did a poetry reading/open mic night, but seeing as how I'm almost done with the first book of 3 I figure it's about time.... ya know? a double set, a set from my old stuff, and a set of new and fairly new poems, I'm aiming to have it going on with in the next couple of weeks, I'm working like hell to set it all up, and there's also music that I have to work around the schedule of as well as my job, but I promise anyone that reads this that there'll be a string of poetry readings that I will attend soon, and if anyone hears of any open mic nights or poetry readings other than borders and barnes and noble, let me know the date, and if there's a charge to read, hope to see you there | |
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| Beneath Still Waters | Jun 8, 08 @ 1:24pm |
| *this one isn't the original version of this poem... however this is a better version than the original. hope you enjoy it as much as I do, figured I've kept people waiting for this one which this should have been finished so long ago... but my cousin decided to be a cunt and delete it and so I decided why let the name go to waste"
Voices from those, long since fallen, call to me in bereavement. Derilict, conspired to die, as a martyr, and angels fall from the skies! Grasp for my hand, as bitter hate consumes me, bleeding from every orifice, and your beauty still haunting me, we stand in the gateway to annihilation, hand-in-hand, a cold kiss of steel to my wrists as thunder crashes. The black rose that I gave her, begins to wither and crumble, and we kissed, under the face of a full blooming moon. In this bitter frozen dusk, I call your name, midst a frozen falling rain, I screamed in pain, she scrawled my name in blood, cuts open over my face, my blood falls to the ground, and forever we are bound. Fires ever burning between us, energies left scattering, ever present in my decay, I fade away, the hour glass shatters!!! She gazed into my eyes, her voice, a distant echo, calling to me, the louder it became, realization, how bleak and twisted the lullebye, for her, my love, I cross through hell's fires, to see her face again, the woods that surround, stand beckoning , and thirst for death, and the reapers stands at my side! Moving ever closer, the winds blowing rapidly, closing her eyes in denial, her soul is betraying me, sacrificed for her, dragged beneath the still waters here, manifested spirits, I scream her name!!! LUNA!!! Lamenting and defiling your innocence inside!!! And forever, these visions grow blurry, they stain!!! Can you feel my pain eminating within?!?! Ever the memory burns, from when I died in your arms!!! YOU'RE MINE!!!!! Damned is my soul, in confinement, she holds my heart, for I am no longer whole, in the midst of perdition, redemption, hell on earth, envoking armageddon, I am resurrected!!! Ashes in my hair, a part of insanity I don't quite get, faltered by the touch of decay, growing weary and old, voices of the ancients, call to her, they take her away from me!!! and alone I drown, beneath still waters |
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| HellChild Studio Diary | Nov 26, 07 @ 5:47pm |
| I'm locked in a room somewhere... there's a 12 - pack of beer, a microphone, some headphones, a notebook with words on the pages, a seat and the headphones keep telling me to do things... what is "Hateful Are The Damned", "Sirens In The Mourning Fog" and "Fire From The Sky"? What could they mean or be?
But Alas... the window is open... ***hours later*** I've awaken hours later... a few hours later and I'm tied to a chair... my arm is free but I can't cut myself loose.... what could it mean? Do they want me to do stuff??? Terrorists... They sound like jaime and daniel... Have they gotten them too? Bastards!!!! |
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| Read this | Aug 15, 07 @ 3:43pm |
| I've decided to put together a collection of 13 new poems.... some of which have been read by a few people, and the rest of which are either entirely new or being written... but included in this set which will be post on different sites, will be ones such as "Conjuration of dead souls", "Prince of damnation/King of Domination". "Black Roses lay for Armageddon", "Insani-sense", "Serenity Neverlasting", and "The Evil Within" this coming set will be a preview of what's to come in chapter 9 and also a preview of the next book "Venomous Words + Poison-Hearted Demons" first chapter "Beat of the Crimson Heart"
I would also like to announce that the forthcoming poem "BItter Words Formed in Dirt" draws a close to chapter 9's Writing process... Now begins the hard part... editing, binding, and publishing... After a year + a half of struggling to write this hellish chapter, I can proudly say it's finally finished... and after 5 years I can honestly say the first book is pritty much finished... Although I have to go back and possibly re-write parts of chapters 1,2,5,6.... but we'll see what the next 15 chapters will have in store... To every one reading send me a hell fucking yeah to let me know of your interest still. |
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| Conjuration of a Dead Soul | Jul 16, 07 @ 6:52pm |
| Dead eyes stare into my soul, eternal, they find my sins. putrid disgusted look upon their faces, I'm battle spawned. Scarred in the scurge from the quest to end humanity.
All the pathways led me to sanctimonious revocations. Disturbing creation, and turjid fear grips around you, the serenity neverlasting. and it spawns death, puts visions to the grindstone. My hatred rises, and it rains the blood of slaves, ensue the coming battle, though my visions are bleak. In my madness I peel away my flesh and the future of my words are burning. I arise from perdition, soon the skies will be as black as my dying soul!!! No redemption, great the costs of living. Through my eyes all I see... Insanity. And in these hollowed walls... Set ablaze. I stand silently. Sword drawn and in hand... You and I battle to the death. |
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| Insani-sense *un-altered and un-edited* | Jul 16, 07 @ 4:15pm |
| Hallowed kindered darkness bred from animousity. broken peices, seconds after shattering, lies scattered across the room. Laugh in my face, in the glass as blood pours down my face...
Hide from me, severing all emotion, but the first... a smile forms on my face. so tainted, so bleak. Faltered in silence, my stare as empty as my soul, I hear you try your bargaining, thought comes to me so blank as an empty peice of paper. The unholy hatred reigns. Your fate the same as theirs, all those who fell before. Insani-sense has gripped the nerve, blocks out everything. Rip your arms out with such force, break the bones to the point they protrude the skin, rip your organs out and play with them, slit your throat and hang you buy your own fucking tounge. rip our your heart, throw it on the ground, stomp it into the dirt. (end) |
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