So, here we are. You. Me. And anyone reading this.
Yes. You are a part of this.
No, no, don't freak.
First rule, don't let that bitch ruin you. It doesn't matter who or what you are. I'm not sure who you are. But trust me, Bitches will wreck you. Here's the kicker though, you'll love them and you will wreck them.
So let's assume you're listening to me. And you're not a scrub. Here's the law.
Do what thou wilt, Word is the law. And the law is the word.
But there is a rule.
One we can not break.
If it can not happen. You must make it so.
We all know if you drop something it must fall.
The secret is to make it fly,
Chaos my dear.
Chaos me love.
Break the law of the world.
Sunder the word of the gods.
Your gods, they are not mine.
You must slay the gods.
Only when you are free
Can you see what I speak of.
I'll Find you in the end.
Monday, December 26, 2016
Monday, July 25, 2016
this post
I sat upon that hollowed ground.
brought you from the grave.
You saw something i did not,
I paved the ground beneath your feet,
bridges into the sky
i dared soar where angels tread
for your dreams
But i am a mere man
tainted by sin
sent into the dark
and asked to follow a light
my angel lied
and upon the souls of the damned i ride
no anthem can save me,
No angels cry,
I take your sin
only in death can i win
Life my curse, survival my vice.
your salvation my danmation
And come a la come ka
may that slug horn blow
brought you from the grave.
You saw something i did not,
I paved the ground beneath your feet,
bridges into the sky
i dared soar where angels tread
for your dreams
But i am a mere man
tainted by sin
sent into the dark
and asked to follow a light
my angel lied
and upon the souls of the damned i ride
no anthem can save me,
No angels cry,
I take your sin
only in death can i win
Life my curse, survival my vice.
your salvation my danmation
And come a la come ka
may that slug horn blow
Friday, July 15, 2016
The New Age
The facts stand clear now
Man pretends he owns his creations
As we killed God
Our children destroy us
Created in his image
With power to create
We destroy own own father
And so our children carry on
Destroying their ancestors
What of our deeds will remain?
My children will wonder
Demons, Templars,
Wisps and broken souls.
In a land no longer human
The cold and void is your gift
Valhalla lost to our sons
Paradise lost to our daughters
The plains of our fathers
Lost to our children
Where angels and sins wander
In bitter contemplation
War is man.
Conflict and strife, our gifts
Life is nothing without pain.
And if my legacy of strife
Salvation is sought
Then the devil I shall be
In death do we find life
Glory in Despair.
Man pretends he owns his creations
As we killed God
Our children destroy us
Created in his image
With power to create
We destroy own own father
And so our children carry on
Destroying their ancestors
What of our deeds will remain?
My children will wonder
Demons, Templars,
Wisps and broken souls.
In a land no longer human
The cold and void is your gift
Valhalla lost to our sons
Paradise lost to our daughters
The plains of our fathers
Lost to our children
Where angels and sins wander
In bitter contemplation
War is man.
Conflict and strife, our gifts
Life is nothing without pain.
And if my legacy of strife
Salvation is sought
Then the devil I shall be
In death do we find life
Glory in Despair.
Friday, February 19, 2016
Rally!
Once mighty, the unstoppable enemy lays low.
The knights stand ready, and weary.
Life, where death once stood.
forsaken sacrifices.
In our absence a new threat emerges.
Not from the abyss
but from fear
Scavengers our foes flee and wait
for the hate, fear and agony
feasting on a once mighty coprse
The bellows breathe
the fires grow
the ash stirs
Sanctuary to be reclaimed
A Queen to be sought,
Demons to throne
Gods to slay
It won't be long
Plans within Plans.
An Eternity At Stake
Sins to redeem.
The knights stand ready, and weary.
Life, where death once stood.
forsaken sacrifices.
In our absence a new threat emerges.
Not from the abyss
but from fear
Scavengers our foes flee and wait
for the hate, fear and agony
feasting on a once mighty coprse
The bellows breathe
the fires grow
the ash stirs
Sanctuary to be reclaimed
A Queen to be sought,
Demons to throne
Gods to slay
It won't be long
Plans within Plans.
An Eternity At Stake
Sins to redeem.
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