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JOB: Band
SMOKE: Yes
DRINK: Hell yes
RELIGION: Satanist
ORIENTATION: Demons only
DATING STATUS: Master
BODY TYPE: Slim/Slender
GENDER: Male
MEMBER SINCE: 06/30/2007
LAST LOGIN: Jan 11, 2008, 06:05 PM
MY RATING: 7.50

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EvilLynn
Jul 23, 2008, 06:07 AM

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Jul 4, 2008, 12:47 PM

hello happy holiday

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EvilLynn
May 7, 2008, 07:04 AM

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niiso666
May 2, 2008, 08:05 PM


dcriggs
May 2, 2008, 12:26 PM

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scarfac3boricua
Mar 28, 2008, 12:39 PM

HELLO

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DaveDoom51
Feb 26, 2008, 06:22 AM

Here is one I just finished---I anxiously await your opinion!!




Song Of Moloch


At the head of forty legions, feral eyes glance all about---spreading leathery wings to cool them, listening for the sentinel’s shout.
Sulphurous odor doth proclaim him, tramp of hoof and heel denote---coming of this cold pale rider, oaths erupt from every throat.
Unobserved in countless ages, dwelling in the bowels of hell---restless in his cruel confinement, no one still alive to tell…
Of countless brutal cruel excesses, when last he roamed at will---infernal power never greater, foul stinking destiny to fulfill.

Distant shrieking from the sentinel, heralds arrival at the wall---ancient bastion lately weakened, whispering pathetic angels’ call…
Striding forward as power fills him, groaning earth protests---such creatures as are found around him, fall senseless in their distress.
Grunts escape defending angels, his presence is discerned---sickened looks upon their faces, this ancient one totally unconcerned.
Runes casually written upon the air, timeless barrier is shaken---rotting dead within their graves, scream allegiance to this abomination.

Blinding light it emanates, from daemon’s outstretched hand---spelling death and desolation, across this promised land.
Terror chases disbelief, across angelic faces---only death and desecration, to be found in daemon’s fell embraces.
Solomon’s temple in disarray, lost corner-stone now reclaimed---forbidding wall is broken asunder, remaining angels horribly maimed.
Subtle change is clearly felt, Moloch demands his due---as long ago was written, he demands your very soul from you.

Michael’s ring so carefully forged, bearing heaven’s hateful seal---
Found amongst the carnage, now destroyed beneath the daemon’s heel.


© February, 2008 ~DaveDoom51~ all rights reserved






When a demon named Ornias harasses a young lad (who is favorite of Solomon) by stealing half his pay and sucking out his vitality through the lad's thumb, Solomon prays in the temple and receives from the archangel Michael a ring with a seal on it which will enable him to command the demons.....


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DaveDoom51
Feb 20, 2008, 08:21 AM

Please click Here to watch the new video for "Ritual". My poem put to music, includes lyrics 

niiso666
Feb 16, 2008, 10:20 PM


DaveDoom51
Feb 10, 2008, 11:19 AM


Betrothal

Dread daughter of chaos, no physical flaws---appearing deceptively docile, sharpening ebony claws.
Luxurious preparation, bathing in young-maidens' blood---stretching supernatural sinew, rejoicing in the flood...
Of despicable emotions, accompanying odors as well---infernal mission paramount, engraved invitation to hell.
Deceiving humanity, true image never displayed---carefully choosing her raiment, for tonight's masquerade.

Plans nearing fruition, letting her mind rush ahead---ceremony this evening, celebrating the soon-to-be dead.
Monstrous teeth peeking, through succulent lips---debauched images overwhelm her, as her disguise briefly slips.
Deep carnal moaning, down low in her throat---this corpse-bride is anxious, chance of escape is remote.
Foolish priest murmurs, beloved standing beside her---later stealing his soul, as he thrusts desperately inside her.

Abandoning her musings, regaining total composure---musn't allow her excitement, to result in exposure.
Impatiently waiting, for her bride's entourage---planning to wear her groom's heart, as a bloody corsage.

© February, 2008 ~DaveDoom51~ all rights reserved



DaveDoom51
Feb 7, 2008, 03:16 PM

Here is the latest effort..I hope you wud let me know if you enjoy it?!!?? 




Solutions


Seeking majikal solutions, for this grief she feels inside—she finds her self on curs’ed ground, for her vanity cannot abide.
Anger courses through her veins, she warned them did she not---tonight’s visit to this evil place, will teach them that…which they forgot!
Placing tiny blood-stained offering, upon ancient altar stone—a shudder ripples through her---she finds that she is not alone.
What creature walks these ruins tonight? To make her feel so small---the crones that she consulted, didn’t mention it at all.

Crouching in the shadows, weaving tapestries of doom---rubbing up against her lovely body, whispering…“death arriving soon.”
Shifting countenance confuses her, images never before perceived---careless action now regretted, she feels she was deceived.
No light invades her consciousness, evil continues to explore---forgotten corners of iniquity, values…shaken to their very core.
Cruel Imp capers wickedly, through virgin halls of thought---such arrogance she exhibited, thinking power could be so cheaply bought.

Wrapping her cape about herself, insulation against the storm---steeling herself for what’s to come, she screams that she was mis-informed.
Delighted with developments, wicked Imp invades her soul---clutching fingers grasping desperately, never again will she be whole.
An awful ripping deep inside her, accompanied by her weeping---Imp’s dreadful laughter echoes, soul surrendered to the devil’s keeping.
Infernal power flooding her, that for which she lusted---vaguely wondering why it is, she should feel so damn disgusted.

Fevered hunger grows inside of her, infernal bargain is complete---remembered reasons for her actions, cruel revenge will be so sweet.
Torment for the pair of them, they dared to cause her pain---sour remembrance of humiliation when…she found them embracing once again.

© February, 2008 ~DaveDoom51~ all rights reserved


niiso666
Feb 6, 2008, 03:59 AM


niiso666
Feb 2, 2008, 04:30 AM

path by sea by ~niiso666 on deviantART

Your_Wickedness
Feb 1, 2008, 08:45 PM


Satanix
Feb 1, 2008, 10:39 AM

long time no speak hows things going






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