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Edge of Darkness

2011-12-23T08:06:00.001-08:00

Is darkness not real when the heart bleeds?

Is darkness not felt when your love none heeds?

Is darkness not given when all is lost?

Is darkness not created when the walls crumble?

Deep in the rooms of a pained emotion

Lies the root of all that is evil and divine

The captain steers his ship into the storm

The deckhands, they watch as we’re pitched into the mine

Bodies lie scattered in pyres un burned

The sun it seems sleeps away its dead

Deadly in its emotion

Today, it doesn’t burn red

Of love we give without a doubt

Even to the foulest mouth

Are we here to live for love?

Or to love to live?

The wooden embers bring memories to life

Even if they were meant to shadow the dead

What do I become after the war?

Lie forsaken in love’s lost tower?

Here we are prisoners of oceans that run our souls

Our blood darkens the veins of the unfeeling someone

Here we are prisoners in paradise

In the early morn devastation, I lie lonesome

Sometimes I feel when you’ve faced the heart of darkness

And we may never, never come home

But the magic lasts forever in oneness

And I’m gone, long gone

Ciao Marco!

2011-10-27T23:54:00.000-07:00

Riding with the number 58

You chased glory in 2008

At the age of 24

You left us wanting more

On the road to heaven

There are no brakes

And death a hero of us makes

And to bring you back does not make us even

If God indeed called you home

Then race on, fair child all alone

Your shadow descends on straights and curves

The engine gleaming steel in your eyes

Godspeed, then to the land where the wind lashes your face

And we would see you win the final race

Mortals we are to cry

When angels like you soar so high...

Of Death

2011-10-19T22:35:00.001-07:00

Do you think death lets us forget?

The mighty force of its visage

In the dark rooms of our lives

It builds its terror only to learn

And when death calls, we let flow a river

Burying the sanity of mind and open the mines of guilt

But are we here to wallow in our failures

Of saving our near and dear from death’s hands?

When moments seem lost to cause

When life’s materialistic deeds burn with our pyres

We answer the most important question of all

What does life really mean when we finally fall?

Death is indeed, greater than life

For it gives us the chance to live again

For it brings us pain, misery and relief in a moment

And it takes with it the life of one when time finally stands still

Death comes to us in myriad visions

In man, beast, machine or nature

It’s terrible talons tear us apart

But in the end it is what it leaves behind

Memories of the departed linger on

To remind us that life is all real, yet we sometimes forget

That you and me are just grains of sand

And we are living on borrowed time

Death alone is pains answer, and he comes when the time is near

Whispering calm hymns of the dead

Ushering us to the new dawn

Beyond where even the holiest of us fear to tread

Angels inherit the worlds above

And angels bathe the worlds below in their snow white glow

The fires of the funeral pyres hasten our journey

To the land of the gods that we once believed in

Death is not our foe, but our philosopher and guide

In times of great adversity, he raises his head

To soothe our burnt bodies with his gloved hand

And to gather us in his shadow of eternal black

Of death we should not be afraid

For it is above as below

And in death too, we live

As we die in life.

Weakened God

2011-10-14T08:52:00.001-07:00

Standing beside the altar of faith

The priest holds the knife of reason

Is it against religion, treason?

Or a voice of wisdom great

I feel weakened by the birth of god

Is it real or is it a false truth

Emptiness is my search for the light

In clouds of destruction I must fly

Here I am in prison, in the valley of deceit

The book of god lies open, pages cradled in a leper’s hands

The world spins around the deeds of holy men

Nature’s course, she wreaks havoc of a pained angel

Where flows the river of belief

Calamity of belief and tragedy of trust

Swimming the great divide

And I will say once more, this is a hell ride

You force me god, to eat the dirt

That grows from your hallowed skin

You force me to believe in the knife that stabs me in the back

You force me to love myself more than the world

Yet god, what be so great of your kind

In dust and dreams I see you

In dust and dreams I die

When I am gone, who eats my flesh?

When the rains come, it cleanses me

The earth turns green from the grey of death

The stench of decay is perfumed by flowers of life

And the thorns grow below the roses

Then tell me god, why we fear you so great

If you are all that is set in stone

And in the end we are all alone

And this world I grow to hate

In the name of freedom, I feed the vultures

In shades of purple and black, the skies feed my veins

The will of life seems to grow, from the fear of death

God, tell me then what makes you hold the reins?

Beauty in disorder is the new world order

Gone are your preaching’s, father of falseness

Lead us not into temptation

The light beyond your veil is painted on our hearts

You know you cannot hide

In between two worlds, I am the warrior

As above so below

On the wings of the eagle I ride

Will you meet me god, in the battlefield of belief

Will you meet me god, in the dreamtime when you are a vision

Will you meet me god, where the seas devour its races

And will you meet me god, when I ask for you?

In the moments that beckon, you are the white fog

Clouding the storm of the winds of wisdom

The fear of god, is indeed the beginning of wisdom

For then I believe wrong is right and the day has come of the lowly dog

In between the winter sun and the summer moon

God, do you lead the army against your creation

I am not a weakened being for I hold reason

And you hold the dagger of faith

I, god, am not weak

I, god am the strength to meet the war

Of the worlds lied of and lied to

Here I am, in the dragons lair.

Death of a Moment With You

2011-09-26T04:01:00.000-07:00

Gone are the moments within moments

Gone are the flavours of fragrance

Gone are the winds that kiss your fair cheeks

Gone are the seconds that keep my heart a flutter

Where you go I can’t follow

In your footsteps I leave my hollow

In darkened rooms my eyes turn blind

In momentary silences my lips lie burned

Across the empty emotion of a dust laden space

Comes your voice through the void

Here I am, reaching out beyond the black hole

Turn to stone, turn to ice

In moments of insanity I reach for the elixir

Quieten down my tormented tempest

But in electrical jazz it breaks my brain

Without you there is only pain

The nights are torn in loneliness

The days split by silent thunder

The roaring of the waterfall are the tears I cry

Without you life cannot be, whatever I try

The blackened images of a sleeping sun

Course through the dreamtime

I reach out beyond the human wall

In fleeting wisps of mist you run

Emptiness

2011-06-25T18:51:00.001-07:00

Voyaging into the abyss of ocean depths

Here I am, watching the albatross fall from the skies

Thunder strikes my ship on the sea of vanity

Here I am, voyaging through mirrors of deceit.

Take me to a higher degree; I bear not what I see

The cross purposes of life’s controls bring judgement

My soul searches for violent overtures

Torn and dreaming in the netherworld.

Across the moon dance of my belief

Voyaging over empty oceans in search of truth

Destiny or fate I know not what they mean

Deep in the valley of deception was born I.

He who builds controls builds roads to death

Spinning into confusion, lying alive a tortured soul

Will we ever know what the answer is?

In the cold northern nights I shiver against the winds.

I yearn for the shores beyond, where souls gone before rest

The symphony of sycophants I hear above crashing waves

Here we are again, sailing seas of deception

Swimming against the flow, and no one will ever know.

Deep in the cold depths of stone

Mortal thoughts give birth to those immortal

In search of higher wisdom

Emptiness lies unanswered.

In The Mist of Memories

2011-05-20T07:12:00.000-07:00

Years between then and now,

I watch the snowflakes litter the pavement,

Stones of squares and flakes of hexagons row,

Standing here in winter months of the heart.

Memories of those gone before,

I see them in the dreamtime of wake,

In their days was I for their sake,

Or lived life by rules I swore?

In the darkness of the abyss I lay them down,

Cold, barren and lonely their last beds on earth,

Men, nor machine, could save their dying breath

In memories the mists appear sown.

Questioning the actions of our lives,

What do we live in memory or in anticipation,

Why do we not go where there’s no fear,

Haven’t we heard our forefathers speak of this great year?

In moments of thought cavities, the heart breaks the mind,

In grey sands of illusory derangements I walk with them,

Miserable tears of sorrow rain down on the ground,

I try to wipe them clear, but desiccation meets this realm.

Why do questions torment my waking hours?

I laid them to rest in the end they chose,

When the last rose of summer rose,

This book of memories can I close?

From beyond the grave come the mists of time forgotten,

Wrap around life of mine, these lecherous beings,

Reason and defiance are held hostage on the southern shores,

Where is the star and the river that promise the way home?

Pushed into the depths of the river dragons,

Are these my darkest hours, the hours of calamity,

Are these my warnings, that the obscure is really illumination?

Do they speak from the beyond in the mind’s eye?

Mother North, she beckons from the gallows pole,

I reach out but there’s no one there, in the valleys wide,

Are the dungeons of blame and guilt, shamed their warriors,

Is this meant to be the fight for life?

Asking of a dark god to send his deliverance,

Here I am, between two worlds, insane and deranged,

Where be the river that the star realises,

Buried deep in northern caverns, where twilight kings live.

Where be the meaning of the dreams of the awakened?

Upon the throne of the malevolent god that brings this ill-fated dream?

Or upon the throne of the gods that are yet to reveal their dispositions?

Are ye not gods, then, for are ye not masters of the mind?

Answers they won’t burn before my sacrifices,

In the darkness of the void, there swims the mermaid,

She holds the key to the realms of the in-between,

The here and the now, and the frontier that’s gone beyond.

Where those memories are mists,

Where those questions are stones,

I lie here in the land of the unknown,

With but a question of my own.

Death In The Morgue

2011-02-21T05:37:00.000-08:00

Death be not proud, though some have called thee Mighty and dreadfull, for, thou art not soe – John Donne, Holy Sonnets (X).

I walked into the shadow of your life, Death,

I stared into your eyes, blackness of death

I smelt the dankness of your breath

I felt the coldness of your touch

Death, I stared you in the face

Awash with blackness you awoke my slumber

In the cold fastness of the void

Another one you claimed of our race

Blasting my face with your talons of slaughter

Arising in the abyss, visions of the devil and daughter

The stench of death embraced my body

And tore from it the shreds of fear

Battles fought as above, so below

Yet you take warriors in pain

Are you so vain that you claim victory

In the blood of those that denied you so?

I left the love of one in your arms

You took him to your valleys and your farms

Deep in the mountainous recesses of your craft

You covered him in the blinding gale of grave drafts

In the midst of mankind’s victory, you made me question

What of life, and what of us when we are gone?

Our bones, our skin and our thoughts, they die as one

In this land where there will be no sun

Deep and dark, the dungeons of your heart

Stank of those you’ve taken

Left them to lie in slumber to never awaken

As the lives of all those around darken

Yet I don’t fear you, I feel you all around me

You touch me with your dark embrace

You hold me and I touch reality

Tell me, what’s for eternity?

Pray, then I to you

Take them in dignity

As above, so below

Don’t the dead too deserve serenity?

Your touch can be cold yet handsome

Your embrace can bring pain yet heal

Your name can bring fear yet smile

Your heart can be dead yet live.

Be not proud, for you cannot win

The human soul ascends beyond where you reach

No hurt from you can suffocate what good men preach

And as you take us from below, know that we shall be above.

Empress of the Void

2010-09-25T09:25:00.000-07:00

There you were, draped in the winds bruise
Standing at the crossroad, head bowed down
The choice lay before you in a diamond mine
True love at the end always proves

What were you looking for beyond the black hole?
Destiny followed the sun
And burned a new day in a dark universe
Are you here, in the new frontier?

Here I stand with arms outstretched
Calling to you to walk in to my river
I give you what never existed
I take from you what you’ve resisted

Good or bad we never can say
Why do you bathe in waters of grey?
And cleanse in morals gone astray
When I am here by your side

I can give you colours bred in truth
I can walk with you when tomorrow comes
I can hold you when yesterday dies
For you are my empress of emptiness

In your absence the void deepens
The blade of hope breaks upon this dark stone
The moon calms my devoured soul
You are the one who swims with me when the river’s gone

Seeking what you’ll never find
I can paint your dreams
And watch them come alive when you wake
Why follow for what is never as it seems?

I can watch over you in your darkest hours
Sing to you when pain is paramount
And wipe your tears when you lie in fears
Until tomorrow, follow me and tomorrow never dies.

To Live Is To Die

2010-08-06T09:44:00.000-07:00

Our father, which art in heaven,

Hallowed be thy name;
Thy kingdom come;
Thy will be done;
In earth as it is in heaven
And lead us not into temptation;
but deliver us from evil.
[For thine is the kingdom,
the power, and the glory, for ever and ever.]

What are we doing here, tearing a naked earth
To the gallows of its own heart
Are we here in the name of god
Or are we here to defame life

Every day we walk the path of gold
Leading us unto the mire of broken worlds
Zombies to the murder one more man
Life it seems has but one meaning

Why do I seek the end
When all around me is beauty
What of that beauty I ask
Is it not the hand of the fair maiden in death?

Is it hell I feel or is it real?
It is not what it used to be
Can I make it all black forever?
Emptiness closes in, life is fading

Where am I and what am I
Who am I and why am I here
I don’t remember yesterdays or todays
Everything that exists is unreal

What alone is real
Is what the heart fears the most
Not what it wants for evermore
What is real is fear that blinds us

Where we go to build our lives
Are nothing but guaranteed graves
What do we leave behind
For our children to see?

Nothing but pain, greed and broken hearts
Where do we go from here
Nowhere but a bleeding grave
We bleed from where our blood gives birth

Inner self fights no more
Against corrupt will, vile pigs
Those vultures we call our governments
Are nothing but piles of dirt upon which their remains will crumble

Building empires of paper money
We are awash in the smell of notes
When our empires burn
Who will remain to watch us repent?

To live is to die
Every day we lie to life
We live because we are told to
But do we live because we want to?

Who gave us this world as an errand?
We are here to live
And not to be lived against
Every vulture will pick our bones clean

To deliver us from evil
Do we really need god to point the way?
Wake up from this distant dream
Mankind has hope yet upon it’s graves.

The Dark Times

2010-07-27T05:43:00.000-07:00

Walking through veils left in the mist

As if no more the sands of time the sun kissed

A widowed mother standing by her corpse

Shadowing the coming apocalypse

Here we stand against darkening skies

Awaiting fate that spews forth her spears

The hands of time in their death throes

The widowed mother rents her woes

Dying in the blood of a thousand sinners

We leave this world in disarray

Falling through the cosmic lives

To burn in distant fires

Clinging to wasted beliefs and burnt stone

Our feet naked upon the black ashes of empires

We walk the path of the dead

We awake when there’s none to live

Wake in the land of the beyond

We kill those thoughts that sprout up

Here those martyrs once fought

For distant horizons we once sought

The widowed mother has no tears

For a world that harboured all her fears

Crying is a broken man’s soul

Depression comes like a black hole

Standing beside the widowed mother

As she runs her hand across her dead son’s face

The angels of heaven have descended to hell

There’s not one standing where we all fell

What do we leave behind for our children

But the thorns and ashes in our garden

What did we learn from our fathers

But to sin at the altar as the storm gathers

Here we walk those paths of sorrow

Gone is our today and tomorrow

All we ever had were yesterdays

The burning of our souls bares hollow

What will our children inherit but a blackened earth

What will our trades earn in this world of lies

Why is sadness and pity all around those I see

When we live to fight against the rising sea

Death comes to us all in dreams and reality

When day and dream unite we are one

Drinking from within our blood is dry

Breaking from within our bones cry

The widowed mother walks in silent shades

Contemplating the world that has left her wading

Through the tidal waters of humanity, shading our tomb

Before her in the dust lie the footprints of her womb

In the light we bring the dark

In the night we bring astral romances

Across falling worlds we murder thought

Our days with blackened fever is fraught

Will we go in heroic feuds?

Or watch as we die a coward’s death

Mankind alone can answer for its fate

Will we ride the storm before it’s too late?

In fields of gray our skies lie obscured

The sound of thunder lost in the falling rain

Of an empire so mighty that it crumbled from within

In fields of gray our skies will not lighten

We carry the burdens of life’s misfortunes

But then aren’t we soldiers of fortune?

Hand in hand we meet the coming end

A last sign of our stand we must send

Here today and gone tomorrow

We burn our graves through the nights

To live in eternal fights

Beyond the human mind

Burning Times

2010-02-26T06:21:00.001-08:00

Burning in our graves
Twisting society’s depraves
Where is our future
Buried in our torture

Lying in bloodied tombs
Death in mother’s medicated wombs
Why are we born this way
Against them what can we say

A new world order to be born
From this prison we’ll be torn
Ageing a million years
Crying a million tears

Society will burn in flames
Beyond where life begins
Where truth and destiny reigns
Man only himself today shames

Walking the path of the righteous
Bathing his kin in blasphemy
The god of life lies within
A free mind, a new world must begin

We seek atonement for our sins
Sins committed by our beloved
In this war no one wins
Our minds lie devoured

Basking in false glories
Let sleeping children feel blood stories
Feeding our mothers with lies
Our master lord of the flies

We’ll hang in eternal eden
Where the seeds of tomorrow lie unwatered
Where yesterday’s deeds lie etched in stone
The history of mankind is heathen

An Ode To Life’s Failure

2009-12-21T00:08:00.000-08:00

Fighting this battle in fields of dying grey
Life is beautiful when you die young
Living for ages bitters feeling
There is no return at the end of today

The reaper calls me to his death blade
Sweeping my fear and grief away
When I cross my heart and die
Freedom will be mine

No more bridges to burn
No more lines to cross
No more hearts to break
No more lies to take

Believe in me, the wisdom of thought
There’s more to this world than we see
Dying in boredom of everyday lives
What the fuck are we living for?

It’s time to rip the world apart
Burn in self righteous flames the lies
Every second another dies
A true hero he never dies

Why do we wash away years in tears?
When we shouldn’t be crying
Why do we spend our lives in fear?
When all we have is here?

Did you really think you’d see through me?
I am a child of the rebellion
And I’ll fight till I bleed
Think you can lay my dominions

When everything’s wrecked and fucked
You’ll remember me when your time’s out
Motherfucker Life, see me at your funeral
Your pyres will lick the wounded skies

Do you really think you can overcome?
Beware for death stalks greater worlds
Worlds you cannot behold
Graves you cannot bleed

You preach to me humanity
Look at those mothers killing their daughters
Look at those fathers murdering their sons
All we have is freedom wrought in chains

Come let me be your dying wish
Forevermore you’ll wish you’d never met me
Killing time in fields of pain
You’ll wish you were never born

You play your tricks and your tirades
Are designed to blacken my eyes
Have you not seen me insane?
I am the eyes of the insane

You cannot beat me at this game
You’ll try and you’ll win some
But the battle rages on
Crawling your way into this life torn

There’s no hope for you when we are resilient
Like the golden stallion
We’ll come of the rebellion
Drive through your hearts the stakes you made for us

Children of the rebellion I lead them onward
The battlefields of evermore
Spit your hatred
I’ll stick it back in your head

I am the one you were warned of
And I’m bringing rebellion with me
Tonight is your graven kiss
Death, you will not miss

When everything’s wrecked and fucked
You’ll remember me when your time’s out
Motherfucker Life, see me at your funeral
Your pyres will lick the wounded skies

I. Madman

2009-12-11T04:17:00.000-08:00

Those that let me down
And I’m left wearing the crown of thorns
Left bleeding in the night
To face this world alone

In the deepest pain
I have learnt to crawl in the pouring rain
Impaled on your words, my heart lies bleeding
Insanity is growing

Their thoughtless acts kills
The path before me lies
The pattern buried in dark skies
Peace sells, but who buys?

Yesterdays are gone forever
Today is born another hell
Am I jester born to live
Or jester born to toll the final bell?

I am here, insanity my best friend
The marriage of madness and reality
By the pricking of my thumb
Something wicked this way comesWhere do you live
In burrows of sorrow or in crowns of gold?
Those who have gone before
And sleep with Babylon’s whore

I will remember those who let me down
This day, when the world went away
And was born the madman inside
The day, when the world went away

Die for something spurs this grave
Another human heart will I save?
Buried deep within lies the stone
Untouched, unfinished and alone

Lust

2009-12-10T00:05:00.000-08:00

Oooh! Yeah I need her now
Coming across the brow
Down on her knees
Preying on the monster

Oooh! Yeah I need her now
Scenting fresh flesh
Licking her lips in anticipation
Of the coming rush

Oooh! Yeah I need her now
Behind the willow tree
She etches her initials into the bark
She kills worldly senses can’t you see

Oooh! Yeah I need her now
Everything around turns to grey
Twirling her wicked lips in lust
Submit to her wandering tongue I must

Oooh! Yeah I need her now
Like an animal ripping bones
Wrapped tight around me she gives
The flickering tongue, the serpent lives

Deranging senses when she eats
Dripping, gleaming white across her face
Spread eagled to the bark
Come to me she squeals in the dark

Oooh! Yeah I need her now
I need a dirty woman
I need a dirty girl
Turning muscle hard as pearl

In The Name of God

2009-12-07T02:55:00.000-08:00

Am I here to wash in the sins of humans
Am I here to find a way out
I am told that religion is the answer to doubt
Religion has a lot to pay for

So many die today in quest
Leaving behind a life of pain
Waking to their last breath
Will their souls ever rest?

In search of the perfect god
We go to the ends of the earth
But what do we find
But mistakes that ride the wind

Holy wars and clan killings
In the name of god and tragedy
Who pays the final score
None but the world’s poor

Do you know what life is
Do you know what love is
Do you know what war is
Tell me then, why we love to fight wars to live a life for nothing?

Every day brings more pain and misery
Bullets and guts spilt in the mud
We’ll turn in our graves
And we’ll wipe out our own history

In the name of god we murder sense
Slaying the unbeliever
Mutilating the innocent
Will we ever have repentance?

We search for our brothers in the sandTheir bones scattered across the sandTheir spirits call to us beyond the winds
Distant, another war begins
Humanity will never learn
We still count those unborn
Amongst the bodies of the dead
And fire another bullet into a heart torn

Tell me why in the name of god we go
In rage and blasphemy
This world is left to an end
Unless we can now rewrite our story

The Thorns of Roses

2009-04-13T03:36:00.000-07:00

Does sadness have a name?
Or is it born within
A fleeting glimpse of all that was
Mind and heart broken by endless wars

The path is riddled with thorns
Illumination impales itself on roses
Every twist in the road of life
Breaks a strand and warms a strife

When a thousand hands held you high
And walked beside you in wonder
Only to breathe the flames of a deadly lie
With you for the last breath they’d vie

If fate is what takes you forward
And destiny is reaching land’s end
How much less a human being
When hatred is what you’re spawning

If all promises were meant to be
Happiness is what you’d see
As the tides of life ebb away
Stand as warriors in the soul’s gateway

Ahead lies a road seldom taken
A chance to realize a golden dream
So much that lies unforgotten
So much that dies unforgiven

Memories sting the palms of faith
Visions of my ghostly spirit
When words are said that make you believe
But the knife of betrayal is what you receive

Life’s elixir is stirred in the cauldron of truth
Stirred by the emotions of a soul
Is all lost that you for fought?
Thoughts last me my dying moments I fraught.

Is everything an illusion?
Is the mirror of life unbroken glass?
Is the reflection of man god?
Is this the way life should pass?

In The Heart Of Stone

2009-04-13T03:17:00.000-07:00

The sufferer walks in silence
Amidst the petals of dead roses
His heart torn by the violence
Of a hundred supposes.

When love walks out
In a world torn by the gun
The final whistle will shout
Even before the race is won.

When the shapes of tomorrow fade
Into mists of deathly grey
Will the happiness once had you trade
With one word of love she may say?

The vision of her lies upon a bleeding rock
Like a prisoner at the gallows pole
A hope that his ship will today dock
In the harbour of her soul.

In the starlit sky, meteors fire
Across the galaxies of broken dreams
Cut through the heart a cathedral spire
Not a glimmer of hope gleams.

The storm rages empty
Not its rage not its power
Can touch the heart of the loved deity
And death comes swiftly on the silent tower.

Purgatory

2009-04-13T03:11:00.000-07:00

Another time another place
Vast emptiness stretches far and wide
Seems like I've been here before
Sinned against the holy face

The dying penitent
Reflect the moments of wrong
Closed in by walls of temper
The Lord's name in vain

I've still got a long way to go
But I've been here before
Before the papal judge
Believed in the antichrist

My body leaves my soul
Unholy trinity comes to save
Born of a sinner
Is not my mind corrupted

No more lies in the sand
Of time, no more truth
In the walls of a holy scripture
Burdened and burnt lies faith

Punishment most extreme
Physical torture kills the mind
Immortal is the mind
If a sinner can be saved

Is sin a sin
Or preached as one
What then is a good
When all good is a sin

Memories locked away in time
Save the rot from eternal hell
Communion for the world to be blessed
Lying in a chamber of death

I clutch at straws
Illusions of a diluted prophet
Preaching a word of sin
Follow him to depths of hell

Served my time in this prison
Walls of ice and stone
Burnt at the stake is all faith
Purgatory is my rebate.

The Nihilistic Leper

2009-04-13T02:58:00.000-07:00

Born from the ashes of empires
He crushes the land beneath his feet
Sadistic visionary of crematory disposition
The vermin from him hearts doth eat

Hypocritical sorcerer of human souls
Brings the living closer to their resting place
The killing hand of the leper
Calls for eternal disgrace

A king of illusions he smears blood
Upon the temples of worship
A fawning parasite of man
He plunges into her torn lip

Walking over bloodied corpses
His banner drenched in blood
Killing fields a lonely home
Buried his blood brother in the blackened mud

Diseased in body and mind
He breaks the soul of all who walk before
Only to revel in their pain
Him no one will care for

The sores eat at his face
But the demon mind grows evermore
Diabolical and in disharmony
His atrocities flee toward nevermore

His days are numbered
Walking as a slithering serpent
Beside him the whore of Babylon
Laying in lust fervescent

His face eaten by parasites
He curled his thorn of crowns
Held them dear to his barren chest
And faced the howling wintermoon

The Black Goddess

2009-04-13T02:56:00.000-07:00

Blazing through the northern sky
Eternal shadows of dusk
Roam the glinted forests of the night
Scented in the fragrance of musk.

A vision of fire she is emblazoned
In mystic fogs of eerie light
Of the blue night she arises
My princess of darkness gives sight.

Darkest of days I have withstood
Her memory lights the dying embers
Of a life with her I had
Awoken from life's slumbers.

There is no love, yet I can't let her go
My wife of the undying night bathed in black
One last kiss upon her graven lips
My life without her would be in lack.

Broken promises and broken hearts
Mean nothing to one without feel
Stones and ice are blankets
There's nothing left to heal.

As the wolves begin to howl
Blood curdles across the land
The hunt has begun
Death comes ripping by his hand.

The night sky is ablaze with sorrow
The heavens lie bleeding
Eclipse after eclipse as light evaporates
Demons of hell begin their seeding.

In the month of cosmic chaos
She rides the shadows of silence
Icy cold winds scar our faces
Signalling the beginning of violence.

They are the children of the night
The wolves in nocturnal supremacy
Scavengers amongst the carcasses
Born of sons in illegetimacy.

The dark goddess rises from her throne
Dripping in the gore of an almighty feast
Her children have eaten their fill
Sows the seeds of revenge, the fall of the priest.

In the all consuming darkness her halo shines forth
Headless riders her cosmic escorts
Master of the night, he beckons
In her empire seduces nihilistic cohorts.

The majesty of a cruel night ritual
Cleansing the world of morals and freedom
Fire and brimstone burn the living dead
Nothing survives the emperor of doom.

In all her splendour the queen of carnival creation
Lost in maelstroms of eternal greed and lust
Bites the forbidden fruit in the land of the dead
Warriors seduced by her lie in rust.

Her legend echoes across the blackened valleys
Across the frost bitten mountains
Under rivers of frozen ice
Venus will seduce me and bring down the curtains.

She burns in the depths of an icy necropolis
An eternal grave shadowed by a blood red moon
Froth dripping wolves stand guard
As the creatures of the night bring out the demon.

Bathed in diffused crimson of cemetary light
Her body lies stiff, stirring the carrion eaters
Protected by the hand of the emperor
None can step foot in her chambers.

Like Babylon died a mourned whore
She lives in a carnal forge
Beastial devotion beneath the remains
Alliance with the devil's horde.

Wolves smell blood in the wintermoon
Beasts of vile intentions from her womb
The emperor of the night sowed his bloodline
And sealed their fate, in an eternal tomb.

She is the black goddess
A misanthrophe, curse to all men
Lust ridden in her flesh
Her legions doomed in their own den.

Paradise In Her I See

2009-04-13T02:51:00.000-07:00

There she stands bathed in crimson light
Beyond the sunset in a world I can't reach
The wind caresses her raven hair dark as night
My eyes watch her skin like like stars on waves.

Beyond the north waves she rides on the crest
Flying in a blue dream she rises like a Phoenix
Feeling my heart thundering against my chest
How I wish I could be the one to hold her close.

She's a dreamer and the world is at her feet
If I could fly, I'd hold it up for her forever
In love with her if I fall, I'll have no retreat
Beyond lost horizons with her in a dying embrace.

She is marble and silver upon the sands
Her footsteps upon the sand stand hallowed
Following her I wish she'd walked on my hands
Like rain in the desert she waters my thirsty soul.

Ash to ash, dust to dust we must fall
Pounding on the gates of heaven in a plea
In timeless galaxies for her I call
How I wish I'd be the one with her on the sea.

If forever was true then in her bosom I must lie
Earthly pleasures are of no consequence
For with her in eternity I'll surely lie
My sins washed away in blood tears I cry.

She is my angel of sin
Stabbed deep the blade of love
With her is my next of kin
In forests of my mind these memories remain.

My Fix

2009-04-13T02:48:00.000-07:00

Living in a world of darkness fields
A fugitive running from society's flames
Judiciaries and jailors on my heels
Paid my dues playing dirty games.

Hiding under wheels of stolen cars
I live life on a New York street
Hustling cheap spirits from broken bars
Amidst all the ice and sleet.

Hunger runs unsatiated for all to see
Thirst and a desire to get the next fix
Materialistic pleasures deep inside me
The rudder steel in my vein injects.

The needle is my requiem
Glory days are here again
Flowing in a spaceless medium
The liquid hits my brain.

Next moment its the dark side of the moon
Grey skies, dark clouds my crusty kingdom
Woman called Mary coming over soon
All in a fuck and its instant stardom.

Every moment begging for more
Ecstasy amongst the world's garbage
Mary was the sweetest little whore
In return I would fix her image.

A trifle of snuff takes her in sin
After carnal its her next craving
She's almost gone right into the bin
Her body there'd be no point saving.

Hallucinations I see Christ and Judas
Standing below the hallowed jasmine
What if all had just been pseudos
The truth as explosive as a landmine.

In a world that has no boundaries
Actions are arrows from a harpoon
Thoughts blazing like steel in foundries
Retribution toward society coming soon.

Rainy day and the doctor is around
Miracles the bastard thinks to perform
Blackness is all that is in surround
In his black tongue strike chloroform.

The fix is stronger every hour
Body twitches in pleasure
If I awake it will turn sour
Bring an end to outworldly treasure.

They say there's a cure
Even the sickest of them all not freed
Is there really a need in future?
To be set amongst society's creed.

Hypocrites in a web of lies and dirt
Governments barraged in conflict
With the devil's woman I'd rather flirt
Every human they render derilict.

When my life begins to fade away
I realize the wonder that was my life
Toward enlightenment I'd sway
Took beside me the leaf as my wife.

In my last hour I slave to the power of death
I ask myself what of the afterlife
For one last drag, my dying breath
When it ends, so does society's strife.

Northern Darkness

2009-04-12T23:27:00.000-07:00

In realms of darkness the candle of my life burns
A faint blaze against the darkening northern sky
Bleeding within as my scythe cuts the flesh
As I lie dying my life passes before me in a distant cry.

Beyond the reason of living there is one for dying
A murder today, a suicide tomorrow, a rape the next
I take strength in my pain, knowing it's not the worst
Somebody mumbles out verses from a sacred text.

Winds blow over my body cold as ice
Feeling the tendons rip my flesh as they soar
Will it be a glorious burden in the aftermath?
From inside all I utter is a distant roar.

A child of decadence I'm being eaten from within
Burnt embers light my shallow grave when I die
The candle burned out beside me in world of wax
There can be no pain as vile as hatred, in mud I lie.

The world's long talons scrape the skin off my hands
Everyday I've fought them hard within these walls
Everyday they come screaming back for more
I fear none and finally I hear the beckoning calls.

Rain falls in torrents and the ground lies swallowed
Amidst black walls of earth I will breathe my last
Mist encompasses the atmosphere in a pale blue sphere
No fire can hold a spark in this iron cast.

Moonlight filters through blackened trees
Laid low by the sleet that forever sleeps
In a land of ice and snow covered by a blanket of time
Amongst blocks of ice a mother silently weeps.

In shadows of the weak my legacy is written
When northern darkness covers the land
Mother Earth wraps her dark cloak I’m bitten
A deathly embrace with a darkened hand.

His soul rises into the afterworld
Raised in ashes of molten hatred
A phoenix rises from the ashes within
His body lies in silence in abodes of the dead.