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Lovers always do
Others seldom stay long enough
To see their promise through
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Promises are meant to be broken
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Where do I go when I'm left to fit in
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So I laugh when I laugh
And I smile when I smile
I've been told what to feel
Who to be, all the while
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'So through the eyes love attains the heart,
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the eyes go reconnoitring for what it would
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Guiraut de Bornelh
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who comes to accept it willingly
and needs it badly
Here is a nightmare I wrote while my internet was un-available to me.....I hope you enjoy...... Let me know what you think, and happy nightmares to you!
Pentacle
I look around and find myself, immersed within the spectacle... Of bleating, caged-up creatures screaming...trapped by this evil pentacle. Course yammering and cursing, stock and trade of creatures damned. They must do the bidding of the strong, or find their tender asses jammed... Into the dreary, darkest corners...dank places in my hell.... Tormented cries surround me as I feel dark majik swell.
My torturted psyche stretched so thin, brittle sound of bat-wings flapping... The scuttle of hell's grotesque rats, sounds of their cruel jaws' snapping.
Out of sight, I seem to hear, my faithful mate approaching... Her cloven hooves upon the stone, her evil shade encroaching. Demented scenes she shows to me, these images echo in my mind... Howling my appreciation, dark majik takes her from behind. Crystal-pillars of creation groan, to celebrate our arcane merging... Two mortal bodies' wanton coupling....two darkened souls converging.
Shifting madness free inside me, her lovely exposed entrails sliding... Delicious blood-dreams strut, unmasked...two different planes colliding.
A stillness creeps across the void, as if in pregnant expectation... My lover and another speak, they voice an awful incantation. Foul words assault beleagured senses, this wild-eyed pair approaching me... Mouths forming lost forgotten verses, words to set hell's chained beast free. Lost doe-eyes of my love's companion, seem to beg me for release... I tear her muscled belly open, and grant her troubled soul surcease.
That quiet voice inside of me, the one supposed to guide me..... Screaming for my sanity....ignores the corpse beside me.
Oiled body of my goat-eyed mate, lank and lovely muscles straining... Atop the flesh of her companion, no longer lost...no more complaining. The death throes of her dying body, heels drumming rhythm on the stone.... My lover's busy teeth at work, wet sucking sounds and sated moans. I bend to lick an errant drip, of precious crimson nectar... That wanders 'cross this cooling thigh...this flesh no more defines her.
Is this a dream or is it real, it seems my concience is in hiding... The taste of blood upon my tongue, the voice inside no longer chiding.
There are changes in my body now, blood rushing to my swollen member... My lover writhing in viscous fluids, frantic movements exposing her female gender. I kiss the lips of our sacrifice, blowing air into dead tissue... Dead is dead, there's no response, I guess then there's no issue. Kneeling between my lover's thighs, smooth cold flesh between my knees... I slide into the heat of her, for it's the living I would please.
Whether nightmare scene or reality, there was no other path to take... If I am graced and 'twas a dream, I'll repent when I awake.
Well.....It just seemed right to share this one with you today, as I am off to hospital fer some tests etc.....I hope you enjoy !
Visages
In the fields and meadows...where the ugly creatures go....
From the bogs and hollows...where true evil likes to grow...
Ruined visages from ages past...faces twisted with foul appetites...
Dining on sweet innocence...with vicious rippings and monstrous bites.
Gathered round their altar...to feast on virgin woman-flesh....
Plucking tender morsels...from inner thighs, and un-touched breasts.
Sweet blood nectar, hot and thick...this innocent groans as she's devoured...
Death for her will not be quick...such violation feeds, their awful power.
Deformed hand thrust deep inside her...tender tissues stretched 'til breaking...
Eyes widen at this cruel invasion...she knows it is her womb they're taking.
Animal grunting assails her ears...fell creatures fighting for the taste...
Of sweet purity's salty tears...virgin sobbing as, her life's laid waste.
Through scarlet curtains of her pain...she seems to hear that voice again...
That wise and tender voice proclaims...don't weep my daughter...
For your soul remains.
Soft smile appears upon her features...
A victory stolen...
From Adramelech's creatures.
I thought it was time to stop by........This is an older piece which I still enjoy....I hope you enjoy it too !!!
Mhorashty
Evil bubble of perception...
Stinking of carrion, prurient interests...seeking favorable reception...
Gentle souls as they flower, succulent dining results...
Causing the stalwart to falter, spitting cruel insults.
Road to destruction, craving adulation....
Capering, fawning...offering obscene copulation...
As incentive, demanding mass destruction...
Gentle souls no more...rancid decay...inviting corruption.
Lovers of carrion, riding ruby eyed vultures...
Gleefully snickering...decimating peaceful, pastoral cultures...
Disdaining sword and more honorable weapons...
Cruel soul eaters...shapeshifters...preferring deception.
Carnal lures their armament, viscious desires...
Whispered in countless ears, infernal plan requires...
Willing perversion of other's morality...co-operation....
Eager inductees are found, across every nation.
Oh soulless Mhorashty, freely walking amongst us---
Offered comfortable flesh lodging---festering places inside us...
What gift was it, you offered during carnal embraces...
Evil truth to be found...in ancient graveyards...and other foul places.
Brief fleeting pleasures you offered, high prices demanded---
Parasitical lust consummated, rampant chaos demanded...
As flies among entrails, celebrating awful deception...
No shortage of souls, offer adoring reception.
Beautiful Mhorashty, ancient tellers of lies...
Herald anticipated return, of the Lord of Flies.
They roam the world of the mortals for unknown reasons but seem to be drawn to death like fleas to a dead corpse. They're said to wander freely between our world and the Netherworlds but more is not known. In other contexts they're also seen in connection with Etherus as creatures of lust and the sins of love although their alignment to death and destruction seems to be pre-dominant.
Here is a spoof of the "Sons of Anarchy" series (which I do enjoy, even if it is a TV show) LMAO many of my friends in real life are in it...and so am I hehehehe.....hope you get a laugh!!!. The video is Cleo's hard work (pandora on here) and I thought I wud share it with my friends :)
Here is a version of a video of my poem Daemon Mass......I just put up again on my page..... for my newer friends, you might not have seen this one..... hope you enjoy!
I open to sweet Aether's promise, old majik demands my full attention...
Merging with ancestral memory, intent embraces lost traditions.
Power stalks the earth tonight, searching for a willing vessel...
As it was in ages past, seeking only those whose hearts can tell.
I feel delicious power merging, dancing with my soul again...
I chant forgotten words of power, I sing my peoples' sad refrain.
For it is time to right the wrongs, punish those who would not see...
Those who only sought their pleasure, those who claimed we were not free.
I hear the screams of women still, wailing echoes from the past...
My tears reflect lost children's faces, crimes I'm unwilling...to let pass.
Madness flowing in my veins, the lines of power bending...
Earth groaning in anticipation, as I begin my awful sending.
I call upon my fallen brethren, call their bodies from the grave...
Bone and sinew formed from dust, their warrior souls so proud and brave.
Legions rise from sacred ground, gnashing teeth demanding blood...
As with the gentle rippling waters, that join together to bring the flood.
Oh, wash this land free of the filth, sweep those away that raped our nation...
My blade thirsts for retribution, my lips form forbidden incantations.
I bring with me forgotten majik, truths our elders once knew well...
Wachichu souls depraved and shallow, now consigned to white-man's hell.
Once again the children play, the women sing...the wise-men pray...
My thirsty soul soaked in the blood, of vanquished enemies, today.
...Kashmere..
Oh let the sun beat down upon my face, stars to fill my dream
I am a traveler of both time and space, to be where I have been
To sit with elders of the gentle race, this world has seldom seen
They talk of days for which they sit and wait and all will be revealed
Talk and song from tongues of lilting grace, whose sounds caress my ear
But not a word I heard could I relate, the story was quite clear
Oh, oh.
Oh, I been flying... mama, there aint no denyin
Ive been flying, aint no denyin, no denyin
All I see turns to brown, as the sun burns
the ground
And my eyes fill with sand, as I scan this wasted land
Trying to find, trying to find where Ive been.
Oh, pilot of the storm who leaves no trace, like thoughts inside a dream
Heed the path that led me to that place, yellow desert stream
My shangri-la beneath the summer moon, I will return again
Sure as the dust that floats high and true, when movin through kashmir.
Oh, father of the four winds, fill my sails, across the sea of years
With no provision but an open face, along the straits of fear
Ohh.
When Im on, when Im on my way, yeah
When I see, when I see the way, you stay-yeah
Ooh, yeah-yeah, ooh, yeah-yeah, when Im down...
Ooh, yeah-yeah, ooh, yeah-yeah, well Im down, so down
Ooh, my baby, oooh, my baby, let me take you there
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