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Post by breezzer on Jan 29, 2007 22:18:42 GMT -5
this is for poems and songs and anything else that gets u thru.
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Post by belial on Jan 29, 2007 22:52:21 GMT -5
ravage the weak
your future looks bleak
chains come forth
as we look to the north
ripping and tearing
the feeling is overbearing
it was all a dream
and yet, how real it seemed...
there is a little bit, just felt like throwin it up there
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Post by Arcanus Diabolus on Jan 29, 2007 23:27:03 GMT -5
Let's get the ball rolling.  Slaughter the gods and claim waste to the lands The blood of the many shall soak your hands. Be declared a heritic and live as I. Let power be you guide till the end of time. Viciously let your rage take control. The end of time shall be your goal. Complete destruction do embrace. And spit into your precious God's face. Stomp the dreams and desires of others. Disregard everyone that praise the "holy father". Be like me... |
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Post by my gods on Jan 31, 2007 8:05:13 GMT -5
deciding in death a solum value of this crest
I thought that he shall not judge but yet how does him
aprove me to get in his pearly gates of foreverness
my god doent ask nothing of I but to give in my tempations in life for I to be me. why is it that my god love I?
or is it that my god .......is.I?
or is my god arc?
or bunny? belail? Or is he in all ?
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Post by breezzer on Jan 31, 2007 19:45:18 GMT -5
lost in this love
lost insigth of what is not what is about to become
forever numb darking hate is this mans faite.
neverlasting drive to perfection is my faith to let the world know
of OUR hate.
I tried to be a man to be abused and never
unwrongly accussed. I stand before you.
not a a man ,nor nathaniel or a former god.
i am simply breezzer....just a hatefull lamb.
be your selves let noone tell you that you are not important.
everyone here is my family by blood or words but still family all
mothers father brother sisters and wives. in the end we just what we make us to be.
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Post by breezzer on Feb 1, 2007 20:13:36 GMT -5
"another day "
just another day tat should have been
forever no ending simply disturbing inner pain
wishing someone to show the way a jedi way
til the day this day ends I am just another victim
SCREAMING TO END THIS DAY TIERD OF THIS PAIN
NEVER f**kING RISEING TO BECOME A MAN OR A GOD YOU WONT
EVEN REALIZE WHEN THIS DAY IS GONE i'LL BE THE SAME PUSHING
YOUR LIES AND FINGERS IN THIS GODS FACE i SPIT IN THE PRIDE OF YOU STILL YOU HAMMER i THROUGH THE GATES OF MY BURNING LIFE
REALISE THAT THID DAY WILL BE ANOTHER LIE.... TODAY
I.... DIE
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Post by breezzer on Feb 1, 2007 20:17:40 GMT -5
angry enough to put up with my own
nuts. figuring that they will be putting I to sleep never seening this place to the end . never being a single thing but hate is a plague that I am. to corrupt you and your place to tresspass thru your love and kindness just ragefully circling your heart hoping and wishing that
...that you would just be over soon so much over to despise of my sarrows I drowned in your blood .....deatgh freedom I become
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Post by belial on Feb 4, 2007 0:24:19 GMT -5
Alone
To walk the world alone
no place for me to call home
the thirst for blood awakens me
and i rush to find the prey i seek
i need to feast
i need to eat
to sustain myself
through this eternal hell
the light, oh how i wish to see it, how i yearn
but with one quick touch, my flesh it begins to burn
for i am d**ned to stay in the darkness
the thing that provides power, which i harness
the centuries are a blur
i have loved, and lost her
we could not be together
because i, will live forever
the lonely road i chose
is one i wish not even my enemies to know
for this is no life to live in
as i walk through the streets of oblivion...
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Post by breezzer on Feb 4, 2007 2:23:18 GMT -5
this is why my friends j is not a normal man he is a god.
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Post by breezzer on Feb 4, 2007 2:26:15 GMT -5
give I a gas can and matches so I can set the world right
with what I feel within the hatedred would be calming the hate would be soothing the indulgence would make the world around me to be me
hateful as could be only a devil is to be me
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Post by Balor on Feb 7, 2007 8:07:42 GMT -5
the pain i feel is to much for one man to bare...
i feel as if the world bares down upon my shoulders...
the burden of a thousand sorrows torment my soul...
anticipation tortures my mind...
like hundreds of needles in my eyes...
my life i do loathe....
why must i carry on....
why cant i end it with the swift movement of a blade...
the cold steel chills against my bare neck...
to begin another i must end this life...
my world crumbles around me...
i remember all those before me...
how valiant hey fought and died...
those who cut thier veins and did not bleed...
those whos heart was empty as a baren tomb...
thier souls a blackened with dispair and hatred...
with bodies hollow of any life...
i will not become what i fear...
i will not give into what i hate so dearly...
to become one as they ...
this is my nightmare...
death soon insues....
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Post by breezzer on Feb 8, 2007 19:31:09 GMT -5
you god and your soul is all fake
your blood and lust is what I must take
your fate is my life to take your breath
gives me this life to take your fallen saints
and jerk them out of the sky gives I hope that I shall never
be judged on their ero's or their lies.
It is my time to shine to give my speech a hopefull
sigh instead they nuts and shed their hate on I to give I
a chance is to rob them blind, and this is why I am
who I am I am you I am everything you cant stand
I am evrything you hate I am everything you crave
in the end of days I become numb and you and I lay
dead all the same
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Post by Balor on Feb 8, 2007 23:29:56 GMT -5
i am
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Post by Balor on Feb 8, 2007 23:44:57 GMT -5
i am the one who stands behind you
i am the one who stands over you
look for my shadow even in the darkest hour
feel my icy breath...
feel the hair on your neck raise in apprehension..
feel the prick of my blade...
your blood runs cold as you acknowledge your final moments...
you struggle to breathe ...
your pulse races as you feel my deathly grip...
it feels as if a hundred imps are choking your heart....
slowly strangling you panic...
not accepting the inevitable...
your name shall perish in oblivian...
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Post by breezzer on Feb 9, 2007 18:51:44 GMT -5
my breath is forever lasting
you shall never forget the smell
of your own soul as I whisper your calling
your knife may sound astonishing
your hair may stay strong my breath again remains the same
dark and warm forever implaned in your core
with a warm trickle I shall smile
your soul runs over my chin your soul
runs down our necks forever your soul
is the smell on my breath.
my breath dark and warm face covered under your blood
your neck missing existance . again my breath
the last that you seen...
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