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The NightsReach inside
From your eyes
You can not escape your fates
Run away run away
The screams to stay
Insanity is DeathMe and death
we are one
we are two
Look at us
We are jolly
Look at us
We have folly
We are happy
We are sad
I am dead
I am scared
Me and Death Insanity tooI don't know whats real anymore.
It started just a few days ago.
The things i heard.
The things i seen.
Don't know whats caused it all.
On one shoulder is the devil.
The other a angel.
Open my eyes.
There blood on my fingers.
A knife on the floor.
A body by the door.
Cant take any more.
The knife to the wrist.
Ow heavenly bliss.
The quiet drip.
The slowing heart.
I close my eyes.
I am gone.
0-W-0Eating your brains
Drinking your blood
Playing with your mind
Wearing your skin
Wearing your bones
Having a good time
Jeff the KillerJeff the Killer
This is what I see through eyes I can’t shut
And this very colour flows through each vein
Everyone looks the same inside, but
In their souls they are like me, we all cause pain
This is the natural state of the world
I hate the weak and prey on the strong
Every great plan fails before it is unfurled
I will see this through, I will kill every wrong
This is how things will be when I’m done
With no one left there will be no death
I only scare them because I've already won
My blade has a hypocrite as its sheathe
Kill meKing of the damned
I can't live like that
Leave me to die
Let this nightmare end
My friend, please
End my life
L'ombre de ton ombre(English version below)
Une brise printanière passe. Sous la douce Aurore, des souvenirs bourgeonnent, et tes regards de bleuet...
La saison de notre amour.
Parmi les échos dans ma tête, ta voix y résonne. Comme si j'avais grandi près de toi, à t'apprendre petit à petit
J'aimerais te faire rire.
J'arrache de ta garde-robe quelques fragments de ton être. La douceur du coton, du lin, et de la laine m'enivre
Doux parfum de tes habits.
La perfection de tes courbes et le désir qui en émane réveillent en moi des sentiments encore inconnus
Un péché vivant.
Marchant comme si tu étais porté par le mistral, ta démarche est puissante et virile
Retourne-toi, je suis là.
The Russian Sleep Experiment: Sleep Beyond DreamsRending sanity’s veil as I lie comatose, awake
Awakening to find I cannot feel my face
Face-to-face with my own weakness, I break
Breaking down, everything falls away
Away from here, anywhere, I think I’ll leave
“LEAVE ME ALONE, YOU MONSTERS!” What?
What am I? I am not me, this is another’s hand
Handshakes and experiments, that is why I am here
Here in this space outside of time I am free
Freely I crawl, rip the hairless monkey to shreds
Shredding reality, I am soon put back to sleep
Sleep is temporary, my kind will wake again
Black Widow VIIlux
under the midnight moon, i stay awake in the hollow tresses of the drowning basement and it WON'T STOP SCREAMING AT ME STOP SCREAMING
run run run run d
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Boy Who Ate BugsPush your head down
towards that brown
dirty, wet ground
You see all these bugs
the ants, the worms
And put them
into your dinky mouth
I hear your parents screaming
A Human's HeartThe heart
in my chest
Sometimes in the throat
Stab it hard
with a sharp knife of mine
Need to kill it
Before it crawls out
from my mouth
Push, pull it
until it drops back down
The acid hurts
I can hear it
My heart, it melts
inside my sick stomach
Grows feet and hands
Just to survive for another day
It climbs back to my chest
Sleep my poor heart
Why are you hurting?
Nothing is happening
Stop going up and down
in my body
I need to relax
Stop the beating
with your tiny arms of a
I'd rather live without you
omnivisientthis sacred skeleton
-his mundane anchor-
assumes creeping flesh
bears a crown of flowers
Vampire LamentVampire Lament
Vampires need to sooth their minds
The desire for blood is overwhelming
They need music to ease the pain
And help them deal with their manic obsession
The vampire Clara plays the violin
In a cemetery full of lost souls
She plays a vampire lament
They kill humans but they have regret
They long for death
But are driven by their mania
It is a life of everlasting pain
The emotion of the music is over-powering
And tears roll down her face
She remembers all those she has killed
Or turned into vampires
To live in torment forever
The music is beautiful and emotional
It is full of loss and regret
If you hear the vampire lament
There will be tears in your eyes
These vampires deserve our pity
But do not show them mercy
For they will take away your soul
And you will suffer for eternity
World War Z Poem YonkersSwarming hoards of horror
Sounds of hungry moans
Bombs and rockets exploding
Yet they keep on coming
Aiming down the sight of the barrel
Shooting it in the chest
Looking in horror
As it kept walking
Throwing your gun to the ground
Fleeing in terror
Not watching where you are going
Being taken down
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