you said no matter what you loved me but you fuckin lied now im gonna make you wish you commited suicide ill make you scream your bones will break since pain seems to be the theme you will suffer, you will ache ill hang you from your feet over a fire your torture is for sure my greatest desire pierce the cold steel through your burning skin all the rage i feel is coming out from within when im cuttin your flesh in half ill listen to your screams and just laugh take my vice-grips attach em to your tounge pull it way past your lips and just snap the rope from which your hung its what you get for abusing me just know, your pain amuses me your a worthless piece of shit nothing but crud less valuable than my spit choke on your blood i want you to rot cause, your what i really hate i want to tie your neck in a knot and watch you suffocate as i saw into your arm i just listen to you screaming in my ears no one is ever gonna know no one can hear ive cut off all your limbs including those in your pants as your light begins to dim and the room begins to dance i pour salt through all your cuts to hear your final screams i cut you open and spill out your guts so fun this torture seems hoping you dont die so i can continue this suffering and violence but then you let out your last cry and there was only silence
Well, my friend.......It seems another nightmare has crawled out of my imaginings. In sincere hopes that it will give you a shiver or two, I will share it with you......I hope you enjoy !!
Catacombs
Deep in the cavern's catacombs, pregnant evil giving birth... Foretelling's time of lamentation, a time to measure mankind's worth. Virgin womb is clenching / pushing...birthing chaos to this plane... Darkness threatens all that's sacred, angels screaming once again. Panting with her foul endeavor, she feels flesh tearing down below... Feels daemon teeth and claws emerge, feels precious blood begin to flow.
What madness claimed her sanity, was it passion she was seeking? Hot sulphorous breath upon her breast...the evil lies that he was speaking? She knows now that she was deceived, this pain alone is proof of this... Will birthing this abomination, throw wide the gates to hell's abyss? Her fevered thinking interrupted, by mortal ripping deep inside... This daemon still trapped half inside her, clawing at her straining thighs.
With a rush of stinking birth-blood, awful daemon-spawn ejected... His yellow eyes acknowlege that, the two of them are still connected. Taking up the hated cord, the cord that still would bind them... Viciously he rips it from her, placenta now lays close beside him. Cold gaze falls upon his mother, a mirthless smile parts his lips... Watches as the life deserts her, watches blood pool 'round her hips.
Deep in the cavern's catacombs, mother's foolish flesh lays rotting... Dead staring eyes seem so surprised, to see her cold blood clotting.
Chills in the night air are tingling skin The veil between worlds is now growing thin Bright spirits gather, the dead return Drawn to the flickers where candles burn
The past remembered, changes made Ancestors honored, tributes paid Darkness gathers, the full moon is clear Shining down on this Celtic New Year
Pumpkins glow and ghouls how they scare Dressed in costumes with bright green hair Witches and skeletons, goblins and ghosts Trick or treat children with sweets from their hosts
Old Jack O'Lantern with his creepy grin Fires for folk with ghost tales to begin But what do you know of the true Halloween? For once it was more than just parlor frights seen
Spirits would wander and rather than grieve Folk honored the dead on each Samhain eve Summer had faded, as winter approached Futures now plotted as Jack Frost encroached
The harvest was ending as the cold times unfurled But summer just beginning in the dark Underworld As above, so below, is a wisdom we all learn And so the cycle of seasons shall forever turn
Well it would seem that my nightmares have once again erupted to claim me !!! I hope that, in this sharing, you can gain a shudder or two as well.......enjoy!
The Game
I look across the table, at the player I have chosen... It seems as if my mind is numb, all my emotions frozen. How did I come to be here, I never meant to stray... From the safety of my inner thoughts, I really wish I'd stayed away.
I watch as my companion, lays her hand upon the table... Her smirking look demanding, that I stop her if I'm able. Without a single glance around, looking deep within my eyes... She cuts her index finger off, and offers me this bloody prize.
What madness is possessing me, accepting that, which I despise... To take her lifeless offering, when I know it really can't be wise? Why must a part of each of us, be sacrificed and die... When all I really long to do, is lay between her parted thighs?
My horror escalating now, for I fear I know what is ahead... I think she has been teasing me, I can scarce contain my awful dread. A knowing look once again, accompanies her actions... This time it is her severed hand, she offers for my satisfaction.
Frantically I take my belt, and wrap it 'round her pulsing wrist... Oh Goddess there is so much blood, I give my belt an added twist! She chuckles deep within her throat, seems amused at my reaction... Dark eyes they seem to swallow me, providing me a brief distraction.
...And in the time it takes to blink, before I have a chance to think... I find myself in her embrace, she kisses me, then downs her drink. She motions me to take my seat, again I sit across from her... Blood and sweat smells sickly sweet, I'm shaken by what just occurred.
Others gather 'round our table, drawn like flies to rotten shit... I sense their hungry eyes upon us, won't someone put an end to it ? I glance again at my companion, my widened eyes can scarce believe... Is this the creature I admired, how could I have been so deceived?
I feel a sudden alteration, a change within the very air... She seems a sickly aberration, I find that I no longer care. Looking long into her eyes, I only see sly madness there... The emotion I mistook for passion, was really only her despair.
A glint of steel---a sudden movement, somehow I knew that this would come... I smell the stink of ruptured bowels, feel my life-force come un-done. She reaches deep within my breast, taking that which she desired... A part of me I once refused her, it is my heart she has acquired.
I feel a shudder as death takes me, her smirk the last thing that I see... Perhaps my dying will complete her, perhaps now she will let me be.
