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"NOCTURNITY" 9/12/2013
ARISTARCHUS EODOXUS...
DWELLING WITHIN THE DARKEST GRAVE.
MADNESS AWAITS... NOCTURNITIES ESSENCE...
WHERE THE ANNAENEXXUS EXISTS, WITH THE DYING AND THE PLAGUED...
GAZE INTO THE EYES OF DESPAIR.
FULFILL THE EVIL WITH ETERNAL BONDS OF SUFFERING.
SEE THE RED, DRIPPING WET WITH FEAR.
UNSEALING THE TRUTHS FROM THE VERY BOWELS OF HADES...
IT WAS STILLED, THE RIPPLES THAT SEDUCES.
FOR THE COVAX OF UNBURIED TRUTHS.
FAREWELL UNTO THE FLESH OF THE BODY.
EMBELISHING THE MURDERER THAT DOES'NT REST BENEATH THE RELENTLESS GLOOM...
GAZE INTO THE EYES OF DESPAIR.
FULFILL THE EVIL WITH ETERNAL BONDS OF SUFFERING
SEE THE RED, DRIPPING WET WITH FEAR.
UNSEALING THE TRUTHS FROM THE VERY BOWELS OF HADES...
DEEP WITHIN THIS WRITTEN BRAND OF MISERY.
THEY HAVE WELCOMED US UNTO OUR NOCTURNITY...
OH, IT'S THE NOCTURNAL ESSENCE.
EXISTING WHERE THE FEASTING FLAMES ARE BURNING SO COLD...
FEEL THE SHADOWS LURKING WITHIN IT'S UNKNOWN PRESENCE.
AND THEN THE EVIL WILL FOREVER BE EXPOSED...
BAPTIZED BY A DARK ETERNITY.
DWELLING WITHIN THE BURNING... FURNACE... OF HADES.
WITH THE SUCCUBI, DEVILS, AND THE DEMONS.
AND THE VAMPS, AND THE OTHER DARK, SATANIC ENTITIES...
SHAT OUT WITHIN THE VOID FROM THE AS* OF DEMONS.
AND OTHER CREATURES WHO DWELL AND EXIST BEYOND THE GATES...
SPAT OUT THROUGH UNHARMONIOUS DISCORD AND DISEASED RIDDEN FILTH.
BESTOWING THE HATCHLINGS SPAWNED OF DAEMONS, DEMON SEEDS OF HATE...
THE SHADOWS TEAR, THE SOULS UNBIRTHED.
SHATTERED REMAINS FROM GRAVES UNEARTHED.
UNORTHADOXED SUFFERING IS SATURATED IN VEIN UPON HELLS WALLS.
AND THE BLOOD IS SO THICK AND STAINED, UNCOVERED WHEN NOCTURNITY CALLS...
GAZE INTO THE EYES OF DESPAIR.
FULFILL THE EVIL WITH ETERNAL BONDS OF SUFFERING.
SEE THE RED, DRIPPING WET WITH FEAR.
UNSEALING THE TRUTHS FROM THE VERY BOWELS OF HADES...
DEEP WITHIN THIS WRITTEN BRAND OF MISERY.
THEY HAVE WELCOMED US UNTO OUR NOCTURNITY...
DWELLING WITHIN THE DARKEST GRAVE.
MADNESS AWAITS... NOCTURNITIES ESSENCE...
WHERE THE ANNAENEXXUS EXISTS, WITH THE DYING AND THE PLAGUED...
GAZE INTO THE EYES OF DESPAIR.
FULFILL THE EVIL WITH ETERNAL BONDS OF SUFFERING.
SEE THE RED, DRIPPING WET WITH FEAR.
UNSEALING THE TRUTHS FROM THE VERY BOWELS OF HADES...
IT WAS STILLED, THE RIPPLES THAT SEDUCES.
FOR THE COVAX OF UNBURIED TRUTHS.
FAREWELL UNTO THE FLESH OF THE BODY.
EMBELISHING THE MURDERER THAT DOES'NT REST BENEATH THE RELENTLESS GLOOM...
GAZE INTO THE EYES OF DESPAIR.
FULFILL THE EVIL WITH ETERNAL BONDS OF SUFFERING
SEE THE RED, DRIPPING WET WITH FEAR.
UNSEALING THE TRUTHS FROM THE VERY BOWELS OF HADES...
DEEP WITHIN THIS WRITTEN BRAND OF MISERY.
THEY HAVE WELCOMED US UNTO OUR NOCTURNITY...
OH, IT'S THE NOCTURNAL ESSENCE.
EXISTING WHERE THE FEASTING FLAMES ARE BURNING SO COLD...
FEEL THE SHADOWS LURKING WITHIN IT'S UNKNOWN PRESENCE.
AND THEN THE EVIL WILL FOREVER BE EXPOSED...
BAPTIZED BY A DARK ETERNITY.
DWELLING WITHIN THE BURNING... FURNACE... OF HADES.
WITH THE SUCCUBI, DEVILS, AND THE DEMONS.
AND THE VAMPS, AND THE OTHER DARK, SATANIC ENTITIES...
SHAT OUT WITHIN THE VOID FROM THE AS* OF DEMONS.
AND OTHER CREATURES WHO DWELL AND EXIST BEYOND THE GATES...
SPAT OUT THROUGH UNHARMONIOUS DISCORD AND DISEASED RIDDEN FILTH.
BESTOWING THE HATCHLINGS SPAWNED OF DAEMONS, DEMON SEEDS OF HATE...
THE SHADOWS TEAR, THE SOULS UNBIRTHED.
SHATTERED REMAINS FROM GRAVES UNEARTHED.
UNORTHADOXED SUFFERING IS SATURATED IN VEIN UPON HELLS WALLS.
AND THE BLOOD IS SO THICK AND STAINED, UNCOVERED WHEN NOCTURNITY CALLS...
GAZE INTO THE EYES OF DESPAIR.
FULFILL THE EVIL WITH ETERNAL BONDS OF SUFFERING.
SEE THE RED, DRIPPING WET WITH FEAR.
UNSEALING THE TRUTHS FROM THE VERY BOWELS OF HADES...
DEEP WITHIN THIS WRITTEN BRAND OF MISERY.
THEY HAVE WELCOMED US UNTO OUR NOCTURNITY...
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Posted: Sep 2014
About this poem:
This song is the last song on the album i wrote called:ARISTARCHUS EODOXUS 2~THE ANNAENEXXUS OF THE INFERNAL WORLD...
Its a pretty good album their are 3 ARISTARCHUS EODOXUS albums.
the fitst album is calledY THE INFERNAL MIRACLE & part 3is called:
THE INFERNITY OF IMMORTALITY. this 3album series is probably some of my best works. and this song i probably could of done better. but its alright. i suppose...enjoy...
Perspective Two
No longer can I bare his dirty Oder
His lust full glare
I can feel him every were
He haunts my dreams
I dare not tell for he is violent and wicked
I cannot sleep for I am full dread
He tells my family will wind up dead
I kiss him and he fondles my breasts
I can’t stand his gin filled breath
His decaying teeth his nasty look
I dread the day he looks for too much
He haunts my dreams
I dare not tell for he is violent and wicked
I cannot sleep for I am full dread
He tells my family will wind up dead
He has touched me now every were
My young heart crumbles in despair
I wake at night to find near
I try to scream and cry but I just take in his disgusting air
He haunts my dreams
I dare not tell for he is violent and wicked
I cannot sleep for I am full dread
He tells my family will wind up dead
I lay paralysed by his touch
This is just getting much
I have written my final wish
As I kiss my family portrait goodbye
I write about his cruelness and lies
He haunts my dreams
I dare not tell for he is violent and wicked
I cannot sleep for I am full dread
He tells my family will wind up dead
I have locked the door
Like I have many times before
This time he won’t want me
I won’t let him have any more
He haunts my dreams
I dare not tell for he is violent and wicked
I cannot sleep for I am full dread
He tells my family will wind up dead
I take the knife and start to strike
My wrists go first I lost the fight
In my last breathe of life
I hear the ones who have loved all my life
Knocking my door
I call out a silent roar
Clutching my letter to confess
I plunge the knife in my heart and I am eventually laid to rest
His lust full glare
I can feel him every were
He haunts my dreams
I dare not tell for he is violent and wicked
I cannot sleep for I am full dread
He tells my family will wind up dead
I kiss him and he fondles my breasts
I can’t stand his gin filled breath
His decaying teeth his nasty look
I dread the day he looks for too much
He haunts my dreams
I dare not tell for he is violent and wicked
I cannot sleep for I am full dread
He tells my family will wind up dead
He has touched me now every were
My young heart crumbles in despair
I wake at night to find near
I try to scream and cry but I just take in his disgusting air
He haunts my dreams
I dare not tell for he is violent and wicked
I cannot sleep for I am full dread
He tells my family will wind up dead
I lay paralysed by his touch
This is just getting much
I have written my final wish
As I kiss my family portrait goodbye
I write about his cruelness and lies
He haunts my dreams
I dare not tell for he is violent and wicked
I cannot sleep for I am full dread
He tells my family will wind up dead
I have locked the door
Like I have many times before
This time he won’t want me
I won’t let him have any more
He haunts my dreams
I dare not tell for he is violent and wicked
I cannot sleep for I am full dread
He tells my family will wind up dead
I take the knife and start to strike
My wrists go first I lost the fight
In my last breathe of life
I hear the ones who have loved all my life
Knocking my door
I call out a silent roar
Clutching my letter to confess
I plunge the knife in my heart and I am eventually laid to rest
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Posted: Sep 2014
Post CommentPerspective three
How could this be he was found guilty
Now he is free
How could this happen to me
How could not see
I cry myself to sleep
Think of my daughter and this creep
I let him into our lives
A loving figure was his disguise
I can hardly walk or talk
I crawl along blackened streets
I close my eyes to try and hear her voice
But all I can see is blood filled sheets
I cry myself to sleep
Think of my daughter and this creep
I let him into our lives
A loving figure was his disguise
I think of laying in her death bed
And all thoughts that ran through her head
The place in which she once left safe
Ripped from in a cruel twist of faith
I cry myself to sleep
Think of my daughter and this creep
I let him into our lives
A loving figure was his disguise
I am horrified to try to understand
My god death this cruelest of hand
And even though he death so she kept her faith the final blow
The blood stained rosary beads and the letter that told he horrible deeds
Now I have laid her to rest
I wear my vengeance as a crest
Now he is free
How could this happen to me
How could not see
I cry myself to sleep
Think of my daughter and this creep
I let him into our lives
A loving figure was his disguise
I can hardly walk or talk
I crawl along blackened streets
I close my eyes to try and hear her voice
But all I can see is blood filled sheets
I cry myself to sleep
Think of my daughter and this creep
I let him into our lives
A loving figure was his disguise
I think of laying in her death bed
And all thoughts that ran through her head
The place in which she once left safe
Ripped from in a cruel twist of faith
I cry myself to sleep
Think of my daughter and this creep
I let him into our lives
A loving figure was his disguise
I am horrified to try to understand
My god death this cruelest of hand
And even though he death so she kept her faith the final blow
The blood stained rosary beads and the letter that told he horrible deeds
Now I have laid her to rest
I wear my vengeance as a crest
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Posted: Sep 2014
Post Comment"DAEMON" 5/24/2012
THE TURN OF EVIL.
INFERNAL NAMES.
ETERNAL DEMON.
BORN TO REIGN.
PLEDGED IN BLOOD.
SACRAFICIED IN RITUAL.
A DEVIL'S LUST.
THE DOORWAY TO HELL...
HEAR THE BELLS OF ACHERON RING.
SENT TO THE HELL OF ALL OF YOUR DREAMS.
A FORCE UNNAMED, CRAVING IT'S FEAST.
SO, PREPARE TO BE THE FOOD FOR THE SPAWNS OF THE BEAST...
HEAR THE BELLS OF ACHERON RING.
SENT TO THE HELL OF ALL OF YOUR DREAMS.
A FORCE UNNAMED, CRAVING IT'S FEAST.
SO, PREPARE TO BE THE FOOD FOR THE SPAWNS OF THE BEAST...
TURN THE KEY.
THEY'RE UNLEASHED.
THE FALLEN ANGELS.
IN THE GRAVE BENEATH.
SUMMONING DAEMONS.
CHARON OF STYX.
HARVESTING SOULS.
FOR A DEMON'S KISS...
HEAR THE VOICES WITHIN YOUR MIND.
LOOK INSIDE TO SEE WHAT WE FIND.
NOCTURNAL HORRORS FROM BEYOND THE BLACKEST REALM.
THE PAIN IS IN SERVICE FOR THOSE WHO HAVE FELL...
HEAR THE VOICES INSIDE YOUR MIND.
LOOK INSIDE TO SEE WHAT WE FIND.
NOCTURNAL HORRORS FROM BEYOND THE BLACKEST REALM.
THE PAIN IS IN SERVICE FOR THOSE WHO HAVE FELL...
THESE EVIL INCLINATIONS ARE OF THE VISIONS OF NIGHTMARISH DREAMS.
AND THOSE SINISTER MECHINATIONS INSPIRE THE CONCEPT OF WHAT LIES BURIED BENEATH...
THE SCRIPT THAT WAS WRITTEN IN BLOOD WAS BORN THROUGH THE SUFFERING YOU CHARISHED INSIDE.
AND IN THE MIDST OF THE CHAOS BESTOWED IS THE BECOMING OF A SPIRIT WHO BEARS DEMISE...
NOCTURNAL VISIONS.
PREYING ON FEARS.
NIGHTMARE ETERNAL.
NO PRAYERS FOR TEARS.
THE ONE WHO SPEAKS.
IN ANCIENT RHYME.
MORGOTH BECKONS.
THE LEGIONS ARISE...
THE INFERNAL NAMES OF THE HOLOCAUST ARE AWAITING YOU.
IN THE FINAL HOURS, THE END BECOMES THE BITTER TRUTH.
THROUGH THE BLOODBATH IN LUCIFER'S DOMAIN, DROWNING IN ALL OF YOUR SCREAMS.
FOR, WHEN SATAN IS UNLEASHED, HIS CHARIOT WILL SWIM ACCROSS ETERNITY...
THE INFERNAL NAMES OF THE HOLOCAUST ARE AWAITING YOU.
IN THE FINAL HOURS, THE END BECOMES THE BITTER TRUTH.
THROUGH THE BLOODBATH IN LUCIFER'S DOMAIN, DROWNING IN ALL OF YOUR SCREAMS.
FOR, WHEN SATAN IS UNLEASHED, HIS CHARIOT WILL SWIM ACCROSS ETERNITY...
INFERNAL NAMES.
ETERNAL DEMON.
BORN TO REIGN.
PLEDGED IN BLOOD.
SACRAFICIED IN RITUAL.
A DEVIL'S LUST.
THE DOORWAY TO HELL...
HEAR THE BELLS OF ACHERON RING.
SENT TO THE HELL OF ALL OF YOUR DREAMS.
A FORCE UNNAMED, CRAVING IT'S FEAST.
SO, PREPARE TO BE THE FOOD FOR THE SPAWNS OF THE BEAST...
HEAR THE BELLS OF ACHERON RING.
SENT TO THE HELL OF ALL OF YOUR DREAMS.
A FORCE UNNAMED, CRAVING IT'S FEAST.
SO, PREPARE TO BE THE FOOD FOR THE SPAWNS OF THE BEAST...
TURN THE KEY.
THEY'RE UNLEASHED.
THE FALLEN ANGELS.
IN THE GRAVE BENEATH.
SUMMONING DAEMONS.
CHARON OF STYX.
HARVESTING SOULS.
FOR A DEMON'S KISS...
HEAR THE VOICES WITHIN YOUR MIND.
LOOK INSIDE TO SEE WHAT WE FIND.
NOCTURNAL HORRORS FROM BEYOND THE BLACKEST REALM.
THE PAIN IS IN SERVICE FOR THOSE WHO HAVE FELL...
HEAR THE VOICES INSIDE YOUR MIND.
LOOK INSIDE TO SEE WHAT WE FIND.
NOCTURNAL HORRORS FROM BEYOND THE BLACKEST REALM.
THE PAIN IS IN SERVICE FOR THOSE WHO HAVE FELL...
THESE EVIL INCLINATIONS ARE OF THE VISIONS OF NIGHTMARISH DREAMS.
AND THOSE SINISTER MECHINATIONS INSPIRE THE CONCEPT OF WHAT LIES BURIED BENEATH...
THE SCRIPT THAT WAS WRITTEN IN BLOOD WAS BORN THROUGH THE SUFFERING YOU CHARISHED INSIDE.
AND IN THE MIDST OF THE CHAOS BESTOWED IS THE BECOMING OF A SPIRIT WHO BEARS DEMISE...
NOCTURNAL VISIONS.
PREYING ON FEARS.
NIGHTMARE ETERNAL.
NO PRAYERS FOR TEARS.
THE ONE WHO SPEAKS.
IN ANCIENT RHYME.
MORGOTH BECKONS.
THE LEGIONS ARISE...
THE INFERNAL NAMES OF THE HOLOCAUST ARE AWAITING YOU.
IN THE FINAL HOURS, THE END BECOMES THE BITTER TRUTH.
THROUGH THE BLOODBATH IN LUCIFER'S DOMAIN, DROWNING IN ALL OF YOUR SCREAMS.
FOR, WHEN SATAN IS UNLEASHED, HIS CHARIOT WILL SWIM ACCROSS ETERNITY...
THE INFERNAL NAMES OF THE HOLOCAUST ARE AWAITING YOU.
IN THE FINAL HOURS, THE END BECOMES THE BITTER TRUTH.
THROUGH THE BLOODBATH IN LUCIFER'S DOMAIN, DROWNING IN ALL OF YOUR SCREAMS.
FOR, WHEN SATAN IS UNLEASHED, HIS CHARIOT WILL SWIM ACCROSS ETERNITY...
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Posted: Sep 2014
About this poem:
I really dont have much to say about this one... it's the title track for it's own album. "DAEMON"
Trapped
I feel like I'm in a trap
and your the one with the last laugh
When I feel so strong
you show up to make things go wrong
You want me to believe you
Yet your threats don't leave me much to do
You've hurt me real bad
and I can't stop being sad
the tears won't stop falling
I feel like a baby who won't stop balling
I feel with my heart we should part
Because I can't handle the tears in my heart
Yet when I try to say goodbye
your threats make me want to die
How I wish you would let me go
But I know that's something you won't do
You want me to say "I love you"
I know that is something I won't do
I am tired of you haveing me in a trap
and your the one with the last laugh
When I feel so strong
you show up to make things go wrong
You want me to believe you
Yet your threats don't leave me much to do
You've hurt me real bad
and I can't stop being sad
the tears won't stop falling
I feel like a baby who won't stop balling
I feel with my heart we should part
Because I can't handle the tears in my heart
Yet when I try to say goodbye
your threats make me want to die
How I wish you would let me go
But I know that's something you won't do
You want me to say "I love you"
I know that is something I won't do
I am tired of you haveing me in a trap
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Posted: Aug 2014
Post Comment
Have You Ever
Have you ever realised that your life is a piece of shit and you have nothing left like a cannibal running out of soft human flesh or have you ever felt like you have nothing to live for like a 12 year old crack addicted whore or have you felt like cold concrete because people walk over you and you have no heart to beat.
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Posted: Aug 2014
Post CommentAtonement
Cleared the fog that was veiled around me
And blurred my sights
Suddenly, I'm no longer aching
To honor my plights
Rising moon and my skin is peeling
Past undone
Suddenly, I can't justify
What I had become
And blurred my sights
Suddenly, I'm no longer aching
To honor my plights
Rising moon and my skin is peeling
Past undone
Suddenly, I can't justify
What I had become
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Posted: Aug 2014
Post Comment
procrastinating eyes
What words could I begin to say that would sway you towards my way. do you know that I even exist my heart beats so damn fast yet I must persist. I look at you from a distant glance wishing that one day ill get the chance to show you how I really feel. within this spirit of mine maybe for me one day the sun will shine. so for now ill just sit and wait why do I always procrastinate.
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Posted: Sep 2014
About this poem:
I dont know I guess many times I held back when I should have went for it.
witch
Witch
With squal and laughter
Wicked scathing
She tends her fire
Cualdron burns and boils
With eye of toad
And skin of toad
Eye of snake
With pioson rattle
She blends her from eye of newt
With greasy hair skin blister and torn
squals her poison tounge
To her curse
For she hide with the devil
The wicked witch
With squal and laughter
Wicked scathing
She tends her fire
Cualdron burns and boils
With eye of toad
And skin of toad
Eye of snake
With pioson rattle
She blends her from eye of newt
With greasy hair skin blister and torn
squals her poison tounge
To her curse
For she hide with the devil
The wicked witch
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Posted: Jul 2014
Post Comment
"Terror by resonance"
The one who can watch the world burn.
Stand there laughing without a care or concern.
I feel nothing anymore.
Void, empty to the core.
Dead inside but I don’t mind.
There’s nothing to find.
In a place so desolate.
Can’t even muster a consciousness to negate this hate
Cruel faith or divine retribution?
f*ck divinity, depravity will be my contribution.
How about that for a charitable donation?
Condemnation for every creed of his creation.
I’ll bring you hell with such eloquence.
Terror by resonance!!!
Stand there laughing without a care or concern.
I feel nothing anymore.
Void, empty to the core.
Dead inside but I don’t mind.
There’s nothing to find.
In a place so desolate.
Can’t even muster a consciousness to negate this hate
Cruel faith or divine retribution?
f*ck divinity, depravity will be my contribution.
How about that for a charitable donation?
Condemnation for every creed of his creation.
I’ll bring you hell with such eloquence.
Terror by resonance!!!
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Posted: Aug 2014
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