Apocalyptic (Is That A Word?)
The stars have fallen, The moon's on fire, All the flowers have wilted. The sun's stopped shining, The sky turned orange. All the planets have tilted.
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The stars have fallen, The moon's on fire, All the flowers have wilted. The sun's stopped shining, The sky turned orange. All the planets have tilted.
Seeking solace where the shadows play, Undead am I, imitating life during the day. Nighttime comes and my beast awakes, Lucifer calling for my soul to take.
Of all the lands you promised me, The living land condemned me; Trickles, -of deathly scars plunge deep, sweeping, -raping martyrs.
In darkness I linger. Your dreams I eat. Not made of tissue. Nor of meat. In nightmares I lurk. On screams I feed. No soul I have. Pure fear I breed. I'll tell you a secret. I don't like being me.
Surrender to the sound of drums,. The march of death that slowly comes,. Give in to the cries of war,. That make their way into your core,. Watch men fight with shallow breath,.
Tapping playin , being plays , by Machines, moving to soulless creations , no hope , no life , an ever waking death , of all things expansive , fear runs our show , not one stands amongst the...
It is ice... Yet liquid. Chilled, frozen hard but flowing, caressing my every vein and every artery. Directing my every crimson muscle in to a motionless hibernation. Pale blue with streaks of silver.
Travels led to distant path, Surrounded by the devil's wrath, A lonesome road of nightly gales, On which sunshine had set sail, Leaving only gloom and despair, With fear hanging in the air.
The numbness... The banging... The painful dying, the trips on a river of souls to meet old friends and death's warm glow...
#augustwriteaday Creatures of the night I'm afraid that's what we are And there's no escape We come from near and far We have come for payment You owe the night time's debt Your member's fee is...
My eyes are wide, My lips are pursed into a line. Like the only of our kind, I am one... One of them... One of the killers. My teeth are sharp, Glinting with red.
#nightdwellers. Awake before this coming dusk. Twisting turning grinding into dust. Idle beings and life forms rust. Stuck in a realm where nothing trusts. Rise up into the shadows of night.
#nightdwellers In the dark shadows of the night a dark figure roams slowly hidden and out of the moonlight It walks through the dark preferring it to twilight.
Fluffy clouds. Everyone dressed in white gowns of silk. A peaceful place where no wrong is done. Every one kind, no bullies or murderers allowed. They're all locked out behind the big heaven gates.
Right now I am having a conversation with you. How have you been. That's exactly what I was expecting to hear and I sure am glad I heard it.
I was a man with a magnificent plan. I was going to die. That was my plan. Fuck it, I'll just go out with a bang. Screw it, I don't need to be told a thing. Shut the fuck up, and kiss my royal ring.
I am the Keeper. I am the Reaper. I am the collector of mortal souls. There is no Heaven, nor Hell... ...just a space on my shelf, for the pride of my collection.
A dangerous claw. Slashing souls. Claiming them for itself. Saving the coals. A red firey pit. Hot and endless. A hot oven mit. Holding you tight. You try to escape. No exit in sight.
Black and white, black and white. All I could see was black and white. It almost killed me then and there. How could something so obsessive be so real.
I walk amid the lamplight. Of these quiet city streets. I'll politely tip my hat. To strangers that I meet. But I only search for food. The liquid that I need. To purge the darkest lust.
The star of death is barely seen It's always there but lost between The star of death has always been It's always there just lost at sea The star of death is grim and mean It's always there...
There is an evil among us, that lives inside us. It feeds on your every thought. Let that evil burn within you. Kiss the snake with love. There is a burning flame of darkness inside you.
"Baobab" Hey, babe. Get in the Baobab. This deep hollow can keep your swollen soul too. Hey babe, listen to the whisper of сlawed paws in a gap There inside, we are such...we’ll be better too. ...