MY SOULESS CORPSE FEELS LIKE IT'S ON FIRE.
AND IT ROTS AS IT LIES STINKING WITHIN THE EARTH.
IT IS RAINING BLOOD UPON THE GROUND WITHIN THIS CEMETARY
AND INSIDE THE DEEPEST CORE OF MY DEAD BEING, MY SOULESS DEMON IS NOW SPAT IN REBIRTH...
AHHH...
SPECTRES OF SORROW ARE FLYING SO FREE.
FROM AN ETERNITY, THAT... WILL... FOREVER... BLEED...
BLACK MEMORIES AND DESIRES CROSS OVER WITH ME TO THE OTHER SIDE.
AND WITHIN THIS DESPAIR, I SEE THOSE GLORIOUS OF DARKEST SITES...
I HAD DIED A HORRIBLE DEATH WITHIN AN ABYSS FOR MY ETERNAL HELL.
AND IT'S SHADOWS OF AN UNKNOWN EVIL, THROUGH ME WAS DEEPLY DREAMPTH.
WHEN THIS ANCIENT DARKNESS CREPT INSIDE MY LONELY, HOLLOW SHELL.
I WAS CHRISTENED THEN I WAS ORDAINED TO SERVE THE MAJESTY OF THE DAMNED...
AHHH...
SPECTRES OF SORROW ARE FLYING SO FREE.
FROM AN ETERNITY, THAT... WILL... FOREVER... BLEED...
BLACK MEMORIES AND DESIRES CROSSED OVER WITH ME TO THE OTHER SIDE.
AND WITHIN THIS DESPAIR, THE EVIL'S FULFILLED UPON THE DARKEST OF NIGHTS...
I WAS TWISTED BY THE VERY FEELINGS THAT CONFRONTED MY SOUL AS I LAYED BLEEDING.
AND THE DESOLATION HAD POSSESSED ME FROM SO DEEP WITHIN.
FOR, WITHIN THE DEVIL'S WAKE, I HAD BELIEVED I WAS ONLY DREAMING.
BUT, IN TRUTH, IT WAS MY DARK REALITY UNBURIED BENEATH MY SIN...
AHHH...
SPECTRES OF SORROW ARE FLYING SO FREE.
FROM AN ETERNITY, THAT... WILL... FOREVER... BLEED...
BLACK MEMORIES AND DESIRES CROSSED OVER WITH ME TO THE OTHER SIDE.
AND WITHIN THIS DESPAIR, I DWELL WITH THE LEGIONS FOR THE TIES THAT BIND...
(WITH THE LEGIONS OF THE EVIL BENIGN...)
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Posted: Oct 2014
About this poem:
This song will b on the "DEADMARES" Album
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Author: Unknown
life is a slow death
it shortens by each moment each breath
we make many messes
fill our days up with stresses
and what happens after death
is pure conjecture and guesses
so whats the use
if life is but a noose?
tightening everyday
until death is what you pray.
yet the glimmer of hope is still alive
to dream and hope is to thrive
so smile for yet another day
before this life is taken away.
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Posted: Oct 2014
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Men of iron
Men of steel
Sail upoun open seas
Square sails
Vikings be
Sail upoun open seas
To distant lands
Vikings be
Raiders upoun open seas
To coquor and raid
To viravile land
To raid to rape mortals of land
To viravile to conquer to travel
To distant land
Vikings drell
To fight to death
To conqaur rape beware the viking
For they come to take
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Posted: Oct 2014
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Nearly ten years since you were called away,
yet still I recall as yesterday your touch,
Your smile, your sense of fun and joy with life.
I remember you playing your guitar, singing along.
You cooking a gourmet meal with great a-plume.
Sharing a bottle of wine over cards or backgammon.
You filled my life with the sunshine of love as
together we shared glances at a humorous joke.
We shared daily strife's with practiced ease
facing each and all together standing strong.
Still I feel your touch in night's shadows
as you softly flit by reminding me of us.
Lonely now is life as I travel onwards,
none can take your place within my heart.
Some good men have tried, yet they can never
be you or be able to share life with your ghost.
Yet as I pause, remembering all you taught me
and experiences we had together I am happy.
Sometimes in life less is indeed far more
now I treasure the memories we made together
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Posted: Oct 2014
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LYING UPON THE FLOOR, TOUCHING DARKNESS...
I... AM BLEEDING AWAY...
BATHING DEEP, THE THICK FLOW OF BLOOD...
A... CRIMSON SPILT NECTOR...
GAZING UP AT THE CEILING...
WHILE MY SIGHT... FADES AWAY...
AM I TRUELY GOING TO DIE THIS WAY?...
FOR, I SEEM TO BE WAKING UP TO A NIGHTMARE...
I FEEL THE STING... ALL MY PAIN...
COVETING... MY ETERNAL BEING...
SO DEEP WITHIN... THIS VIVID SETTING...
I'M EMBRACING A SCARY UNKNOWN...
I'VE TRIED REACHING OUT TO TOUCH HER HAND...
BUT... OH, FU*K, SHE'S NEVER THERE...
FOR...THE REALITY LIES WITHIN UNCARING PEOPLE...
WHO HELPED CREATE MY HELL... WHICH WILL NOW UNFOLD...
...AND AS I LAY DYING...
I'M SEARCHING TO TOUCH MY ESSENCE, WITHIN MY LOST SOUL...
GAZING AT LOST HOPE...
THE COMING DEATH... OH, ITS BESTOWED...
SHATTERED WITHIN... MY SUFFERING...
FEELING MY HEART TURNING COLD..
UNFOLDING ENTITIES DROP ON BY...
FOR SHAPING THE GREAT UNKNOWN...
ENDLESS DESPAIR... UNENDING FEARS...
COURSE DEEP INSIDE MY HAUNTED DEPTHS...
I'M CALLING OUT TO SEE... DOES SHE COME?...
OH NO... TO HER, I MAY AS WELL BE FOREVER DEAD...
UPON STORMY NIGHTS, I SAT ALONE...
WATCHING... AS THE RAIN CAME POURING STRAIGHT DOWN...
WHILE DWELLING INSIDE... TO AWAKEN MY THOUGHTS...
THOSE DARK WHISPERS INSIDE WERE SO LOUD...
FOR, THE PAIN IN ME... IS WHAT I'VE FOUND...
AND... NEVER DID SHE RETURN TO ME UPON THAT NIGHT...
AND, IN TEARS... I JUST WEPT... FOR I KNEW...
WHERE SHE LAY... I'VE SEEN IT THROUGH MY VERY EYES...
...AHHH... WITHIN MY MIND...
...AND AS I LAY DYING...
DEATH WHISPERS TO ME UPON THIS DARKENING NIGHT...
...AND AS I LAY DYING...
I'LL SOON BE DEAD BENEATH THE DARKENING SKY...
HA... HA... HA... HA... HA... HA... HA...
HA... HA... HA... HA... HA... HA... HA...
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Posted: Oct 2014
About this poem:
This song is on the album i call
"DARK INTIMACY" another one of my epic concept album about Dark Desires & Dark Passions.... for abstract s*xual apitites of sinful delight...
hope u enjoy this one... its about me dying... its the 1st song uppn the album...
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Author: Sibel Can
These life experiences would've been enough for separating us
You didn't leave myself to me
You thought mistakes would never end
Oh my, how efficient is her excuse
Curtain of love fell
Applauses are the final words of lovers to those who leave
Her heart is not touching
It's not readable
There is no one who's irreplaceable
There are many of those whose names are forgotten, forgotten, forgotten
You're like a pain...
Why were you a cinder on the skin...
Love flames...
Have they burnt without a heart?
Go, make it (our relationship) end..
This is the last curtain..
My final word to you is these applauses
They fell apart from dreams...
and locked in the darkness...
They've blinked to the hopes
and ignored the love!
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Posted: Oct 2014
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Author: Unknown
Early March 59 on the day I was born, I had begun to die
Still the doctor cut the cord and slapped me, to make me cry
I was a breach so some complications snuck their way in
It was the first and last time in my life I was without, a single sin
Time moves so slowly for a child as we grow and learn
Then comes the day where it’s up to us to go out and earn
Now a young man, heading closer to the grim weepers call
At such a young tender age, death seems so distant for us all
Life moves along and I am now a dad, where did the time go?
Death is ever so much closer, creeping up daily, ever so slow
I'm not alone here, some I once knew, the reaper has already taken
When he turns up in my time, I’ll accept, that he is not mistaken
Life is what I live whilst I am waiting for it all to just one day end
Kapow, ding, ding, hey fella this is all he’ll say, it’s your time, friend
I used to think I’d fuss and argue and do all that I could to stay
Now I’d probably just say to him, come on big fella, let’s get on our way
I like you all, was born to die, to feel, to love, to hope and sometimes cry
To live this life I was given too get up, have a go, give it all and just try
I did this whole life thing for a while; I even did it wearing my unique grin
True love has eluded me, I could never find it, I gave up and this is my sin !!
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Posted: Oct 2014
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I was just toying with some words, then this formed, rough and raw, though hey it suits me this way
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online today!
Attainment of success, stardom and fame
Remains the ultimate dream of many
Who seek the publication of their name
Upon the future pages of history
The journey to such a destination
Requires effort and dedication
Those who at last gain such recognition
Enjoy a well deserved satisfaction
Some celebrities who make this journey
Find coping with this new life can be rough
There's an invasion of their privacy
And the demands of stardom can be tough
They then turn to some drug to ease the stress
Whether it's alcohol or other stuff
Soon their entire life can become a mess
And dealing with it's pressures can be rough
Bouts of anxiety and depression
Are what they have to endure constantly
Some develop a serious addiction
That may lead to suicidial tendency
Women tend to choose a gentler ending
Like drug overdose or a means that's neat
Some may opt to end it all by hanging
Mindful not to mess up the body sheath
Some men go for a violent ending
By putting a bullet through their own head
Others jump off a bridge or tall building
Seeking to ensure that they will be dead
Those aspiring to fame and stardom
Pursue your dream and goal diligently
Just be mindful of how things can become
And seek to be guided accordingly
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Posted: Oct 2014
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Some notable celebrities who committed suicide:
Whitney Houston(singer, actress) – drug overdose
L'Wren Scott(fashion designer, model) - hanging
Kurt Cobain(singer, songwriter) – bullet to head
Tony Scott(Academy award winning actor) – jumped off bridge
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SHE SAID, SHE WAS COMING BACK, AFTER A CHECKUP; IN A HOSPITAL, I KNOW NOT WHERE! WE SAT DOWN FOR BREAKFAST, THE DAY BEFORE; AND SHE TOLD ME, OUR BOND WAS SO RARE; SHE JUMPED UP, GAVE ME A BIG HUG, AND SAID; MY DARLING, TRAVIS; TAKE CARE! COULD IT BE, THERE'S SOMETHING SHE'S NOT TELLING ME? I TOLD MYSELF, THERE'S NOTHING WRONG; SHE'LL RETURN, AFTER HER CHECKUP, AND OUR DAYS, WILL AGAIN BE, FILLED, WITH SONG! WHEN THE NEWS CAME, THE NEXT DAY, I WAS IN TOTAL SHOCK; I CRIED; DEAR LORD; PLEASE, TURN BACK THE CLOCK; PLEASE, DON'T TAKE MY MOM; TAKE ME, INSTEAD! I THEN RAN TO THE EMPTY ROOM, TO LAY ON HER BED; I PROMISE YOU MOM; I WILL MAKE YOU, SO PROUD; YOUR BABY BOY, SHALL STAND OUT, IN A CROWD!
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Posted: Oct 2014
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A MOTHER'S LOVE IS EVERLASTING!
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Alas! How difficult forgivness
How does one know when?
.We tire from the weight of hate, Ffinding it intrusive to the point tof boring
When including ourselves, we then gain the power to forgive
.For we find, and absorb a traite of God!
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Posted: Oct 2014
About this poem:
Forgave someone after 45 years on 3/13/14 Then, all of a sudden they
passed 9/30/13
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