Sunday, February 27, 2011

Meet Thy Maker

The world is crying tonight
Mourning for their gods
They have been forsaken
Left to die on this corrupted earth
All life withering away
A barren desert is left
In the wake of plague, famine, conquest and death
Ravens feeding on the remains
Survivors praying to the gods that detest them
Sacrifice after sacrifice
Trying to destroy the remaining sinners
To cleanse this land
Hoping their gods will come back

Mmm this one is pretty weak... like the assailant.. oh well still gonna publish it

Friday, February 25, 2011

What is love?

Mutilation, termination
Nails piercing your hands
Onto this wall of lies
Your wretched stench from infected wounds
The glassy eyed look on your face
Staring deep down inside
All I see is fear and the loss of hope
Your pain amuses me
It enriches me, fills me with gratification
I control you now
My puppet, my play thing
You have lost your humanity
Just a lowly creature
Not even worthy of nothing
You will be mine
Mine only, no one else can have you
There's no escaping from me
My little china doll
Wrapped in bloody silk
Will you sing for me tonight?

Monday, February 21, 2011

Define me

Losing your place in the world, trying to redefine the moment
Are you lost? Or are you running away?
People are missed and longed for
Something isn't quite right
No matter how hard you press on
The wind will always knock you down
But do you get back up again?
Or let yourself get carried away with it all?
Having no resistance against your surroundings
Bruised and battered
Taking shape of what shouldn't be
Who are you?

Wednesday, February 2, 2011

The Assailant

I got pretty bored at work today so I decided to write this.

Stab wounds to the face.. piercing the skin..
Deadly poison seep through..
First goes the lungs... struggling to breathe
Each gasp of air exhaled, yet nothing inhaled..
A burning sensation on the skin..
Everything slowly melting away..
How did it all end like this?
The life I lead.. what did I do to deserve all this?
The assailant i can't see his face..
He drops his calling card..
A skull of a goat..
His black tooth grin.. he's pleased
Satisfied with his kill
His pray maimed.. writhing in pain
Gagging, spitting out blood..
Struggling for air.. blood just fills my lungs
Sadistic mannerisms, a cry of wryyyyyyyyyyyy
This moment won't end soon..
He's keeping me alive longer..
Savouring the sight of the process of death
The flesh is now melting off the bone
The pain excruxiating, asphyxiating
Mouthing out to the assailant..
"Kill me now"
A fair kill he has deemed..
Equipping an obsidian hachet out of his trenchcoat
.. In the name of Jesus Christ amen..
A final blow on the frontal lobe..