Copyright: 01/20/01
Ungodly Misfortune
‘Tis the night and the beast from here dwells
Within the midst of the gray lightened fog
Though the blackened bark infects his plea
The saint and the sinner bring nothing to me.
The caves and kind of utmost he stares
Into the darkness of light from which yearning
Gives into feat uplifting the face of might
And the spirit from which he is so trite.
The beast with all his evil clamor
Rears his ugly head into the darkness
And seeks those who dispel
The anger from within their own hell.
This demon of the night travels free
Of spirit, body and un-managed mind
Spawning his death upon the crimson shores
Beguiling those with his chores.
As the sky casts darkened gray and lights
Fade into the abyss of his night
Bring forth your dead and retrieve
The outcast of souls you will believe.
Ungodly misfortune has spun upon the day
When creatures unbeknownst settle rituals
For when the beast is near, he is powerful
Unwinding his death from the spool.
The night becomes dismal and still
The beast in all his power proclaims
That this day should be a day of death
To all who should perish a souls breath.
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Showing posts with label demon. Show all posts
Showing posts with label demon. Show all posts
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Tuesday, January 29, 2013
Demon's Kiss
Demon's Kiss
The human wanders through the night
Desperately seeking solace and solitude
But instead he should find
He could find
Something he is not prepared for
Something he never imagine existed
For the werewolf hunts at the full moon
And will gladly deliver the demon's kiss.
The human looks despairingly on his thoughts
Desperately seeking the passion he once had
But instead he should find
He could find
Something he had not waited for
Something he was not ready for
For the werewolf bites are almost fatal
And it will find the human with its thirst.
The human walks through the darkest alleys
And thinks to himself unaware and unfounded
But instead he should pay attention
He could notice
Something is waiting for him in shadows
Something hungry and unknowingly evil
For the werewolf have many unwanted attributes
And it will hunt until the very dawn.
The human roams through the obscure streets
And talks to himself lonely and confused
But instead he should be alert
He should listen
Something is trailing him, stalking him
Something not quite human not beast
For the werewolf is somewhere in between
And it knows not what it does to the fawns.
The human comes alive and aware of his destiny
And creeps into a dark corner hoping and waiting
But instead he should be running
He could run
Something is behind him and breathing hard
Something has answered his call of loneliness
For the werewolf knows deep down inside
That it's the demon's kiss, which keep it sacred.
The human crouches in the shadows alert
And momentarily shortens his breaths
But instead he should beware
He could beware
Something is touching his shoulder
Something horrid and starved for affection
For the werewolf never thinks before killing
The beast pounces and the man finds himself naked.
The human starts the chase and runs from the scars
And he somehow manages to escape from it's evil
But instead he should be ready
He could be ready
Something has changed him from within
Something is not quite right in his head
For the werewolf has bitten him and he can see
That he is maimed and mauled, but alive.
The human wakes the very next day incoherent
And wonders why all the mischief roams in his mind
But instead he should find refuge
He could find refuge
Something has given him lifelong bad dreams
Something is just around the corner but he knows not
For the werewolf comes at the next full moon
And he will lose all sanity as he connives.
The human goes on with his mundane life
And struggles to humanize his thoughts and feelings
But instead he should think
He could think
Something changed his very life that night
Something evil and unbroken lies ahead
For the werewolf comes alive at the moon's sight
And the man will no longer be what he seems.
The human often sits and daydreams of a new
And relives the night of the full moon
But instead he should scare
He could scare
Something is amiss in his life of dismal fame
Something has risen and he cannot stop it
For the werewolf catches it's own scent
And the demon's kiss is lasting and an end to a means.
The human wanders through the night
Desperately seeking solace and solitude
But instead he should find
He could find
Something he is not prepared for
Something he never imagine existed
For the werewolf hunts at the full moon
And will gladly deliver the demon's kiss.
The human looks despairingly on his thoughts
Desperately seeking the passion he once had
But instead he should find
He could find
Something he had not waited for
Something he was not ready for
For the werewolf bites are almost fatal
And it will find the human with its thirst.
The human walks through the darkest alleys
And thinks to himself unaware and unfounded
But instead he should pay attention
He could notice
Something is waiting for him in shadows
Something hungry and unknowingly evil
For the werewolf have many unwanted attributes
And it will hunt until the very dawn.
The human roams through the obscure streets
And talks to himself lonely and confused
But instead he should be alert
He should listen
Something is trailing him, stalking him
Something not quite human not beast
For the werewolf is somewhere in between
And it knows not what it does to the fawns.
The human comes alive and aware of his destiny
And creeps into a dark corner hoping and waiting
But instead he should be running
He could run
Something is behind him and breathing hard
Something has answered his call of loneliness
For the werewolf knows deep down inside
That it's the demon's kiss, which keep it sacred.
The human crouches in the shadows alert
And momentarily shortens his breaths
But instead he should beware
He could beware
Something is touching his shoulder
Something horrid and starved for affection
For the werewolf never thinks before killing
The beast pounces and the man finds himself naked.
The human starts the chase and runs from the scars
And he somehow manages to escape from it's evil
But instead he should be ready
He could be ready
Something has changed him from within
Something is not quite right in his head
For the werewolf has bitten him and he can see
That he is maimed and mauled, but alive.
The human wakes the very next day incoherent
And wonders why all the mischief roams in his mind
But instead he should find refuge
He could find refuge
Something has given him lifelong bad dreams
Something is just around the corner but he knows not
For the werewolf comes at the next full moon
And he will lose all sanity as he connives.
The human goes on with his mundane life
And struggles to humanize his thoughts and feelings
But instead he should think
He could think
Something changed his very life that night
Something evil and unbroken lies ahead
For the werewolf comes alive at the moon's sight
And the man will no longer be what he seems.
The human often sits and daydreams of a new
And relives the night of the full moon
But instead he should scare
He could scare
Something is amiss in his life of dismal fame
Something has risen and he cannot stop it
For the werewolf catches it's own scent
And the demon's kiss is lasting and an end to a means.
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