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In desert of lifeOne rose. One single rose in desert.
One lie within one oafish life
One drop of blood fallen in darkness and time.
One single moon rising from debris upon an empty oasis.
One lonesome soul wanders in night,
Lost in dreams and memories from far beyond,
Reads rose's lies and promises of life.
One lost mortal searching for hope.
Constructing sanctified shack of loneliness,
Inside oasis of being, hovering from aria of night.
One single rose, one drop of blood,
One lost soul in endless desert
One more broken desire and abandoned hope...
Autumn preludeIm walking trough city.
Alone, forgotten and lonely.
Streets are hollow and empty.
Autumn. Rotten leafs and north wind.
As wind gets wilder dark leafs starts dancing.
Slowly gloomy rain falls down on pavement,
Sound of raindrops and heavy footsteps
Creates dull music of loneliness.
Empty. Too many thoughts in my head,
But a single fading wish.
To forget the past, to delete all those memories...
Light is fading away, it's getting cold.
Soon it will snow, snow flakes will bury the earth.
Pure and white but deadly and sinner.
I'll keep wandering in here,
I'll keep watching slow dance of immortality.
Sweet winter. Time of death and dead .
Awaited and loved by those who have fallen.
Ahhhh... This agony...
Im lost and falling... Falling to darkness...
One thought in my mind: to die.
To die and end it all...
I sense happiness dancing on my grave,
I feel relief and joy spitting on my dead body.
I walk further and further,
I walk away from my grave.
Wind gets stronger, it messes my hair,
Dark play of apathyApathy. Im going trough darkness again.
Pain. Im in mother's womb once more.
Melancholy. Im falling into black pit of sorrow.
I've lost my voice from screaming.
My tears are dry from crying.
I wish to travel to a hidden place,
I wish to see the stars and silver moon.
Lonely cry of crow echoes in ruins,
Where my life once thrived on.
I slowly creep to ancient forest,
As time old woods surrounds me.
Grey wolf sneaks from viewless depth,
His shining golden eyes raves to me,
I follow deadly sinner beast to deep obscurity.
I step on corpses which used to be my friends,
They once condemned me and now they are dead.
I walk trough them and mute pain stings my frozen heart.
I question all and seek my answer to what is life and what is death.
I smell poison herbs and see red burning fire,
My ethereal guide brought me to this snowy clearing,
Where dark dryads, nymphs and elves dances,
Where stood still undying ghouls, ghosts and demons
In those woods of mysterious silence.
And I step into holy ci
Revolt of MuteIm laying in the snow,
Cold, but not dead.
The sun is shining on my face,
It's burning me again.
Im trying to rise up, to fight for my life,
Im stuck deep within.
This is my battle, my battlefield.
This is my fight, my chance to rise.
I hear a silent scream in my ears,
I see the sun high above,
Grey snowflake falling down,
Dancing in the field of death.
Its my time to rise again,
It's my fight for life
In this deadly battlefield.
Loud collusion of ice and steel,
Fight against dying gods.
This is my tale, this is my story,
This is my battle in here.
Broken defense, fractured sword,
Fragment of steel, shattered arrow.
Screams for mercy, holy song
And the sun high above.
Betrayal of friends, dead bodies around.
Sacrifice of holy, death of saint.
Im buried in this battlefield,
Deep below the living ones.
Im lying in the snow, cold but not dead.
White sun high above my head,
Its burning me again.
And this battlefield of dying gods
Became our home.
MelancholyShe slowly drowns in sadness,
Her restless soul trapped in body.
She watches snowflakes die in rain,
Her green eyes lost the joy long ago.
She starts to sing in silence ,
Her room dark and empty
Now filed with sorrowful melody,
As thunder hits the ground.
She sits in darkness,
She watches the sky.
Her face and lips pale.
She wishes to fly,
She wishes to run,
She wishes to die.
Her voice echoes in emptiness,
Her voice echoes in darkness,
Her voice echoes in loneliness.
She closes her lifeless eyes,
Her bitter sweet melancholy takes her mind.
Her bitter sweet pain in her head.
She drowns in darknes,
She gives herself to emptiness
And offers her soul to loneliness.
As the wind goes wilder,
As the rain goes stronger
Her will to die just rises.
As the sun goes down
And the moon sets up,
She holds the razor in her hand.
As the snow falls down,
As the land goes white and dies
She cuts her veins.
As blood runs down from wounds,
She sings in silence.
As snow falls down,
She dies in darkness.
A fairytaleOnce upon a time old lady lived,
She was no witch nor evil spirit,
Her name was Veronica.
Her little wooden house stood in the woods,
Trees of ancient times surrounded it.
The lady had one hundred years,
Her hair was long and grey.
The lady lived alone in her little house,
Just little forest spirits came to her.
A little girl lost in the woods saw old lady's wooden house.
She gently knocked on the door,
her golden hair messed from nights cold wind,
Her green big eyes terrified with fear.
Old lady opened the creaking door and little girl came in.
She looked across the room and saw a coffin in the corner.
The coffin painted all in black.
The girl have asked the lady what was there,
The lady looked at the coffin and said to little girl.
There, young lady, lays my hopes, my dreams, my faith.
There, young lady, lays my youth and beauty.
There, young lady, lays my loved one.
My story is old as the time, dark as the night and cold as the ice.
I came to this world with blizzard, with ice in my
Among the BonesOf a graveyard mismatched piles of bones,
upturned dirt offer little solace for forgotten
no markers told of where they lay.
Silent burials happened there.
Not a word said as the dirt poured in the grave
of mismatched bones and broken skin.
For among the bones tales of woe sing out
sorrow for the lost moments and forgotten love
no one visits their graves in the forest.
Soft crying as they buried the past
quiet promises never to forget and please forgive
for it will never happen again they swear.
Yet the shallow graves all around,
speak a different story of hurt and pain
with mismatched bones sealing it away.
Unheard souls lay without peace,
waiting for the great one to call their name
among the bones they cry, always and forever.
disintegrationmy teeth are cracking:
i dream of enamel-kissed
spiders, their limbs trailing
the contours of my gums;
from nails, ungerminated
and rotten, desecrating
my digits; i dream
puddles of my own hair
the erosion of my flesh,
of my organs;
my resolve, too,
Zalgo: Rend the VeilZalgo: Rend the Veil
Candlelit inferno, wretched, wasted, and wracked
A hole in the void burns two shades beyond black
The illusion is gone, look upon truth and weep
Line up for the slaughter, all brainless sheep
Torn eyes drip eldritch ichor, vile humours
There is no antidote for the poison, no cures
Ink of sanity’s ruin, this purest of the primal fears
The seven mouths speaking what no one hears
Unknown fates for all, an eternity in the rift
This sacred insanity, madness is his holy gift
And as the last mouth sings the song we waited for
What wonders beyond the veil will be in store?
Day of DemonsPeople walk peacefully down the streets
A loud murmur of talking is the soundtrack
They hurriedly move towards their destinations
Uncaring about those around them
Unknown to those hurrying people
Claws begin to poke out of the ground
Behind those claws come a hand, then an arm
Then comes the ugly head of the body
Out comes the first demon
A dastardly looking black creature
With joy, the demon comes behind a woman
Carefully, his long yellow claws reach for her shoulder
Annoyed, the woman turns around
But the sight of the demon freezes her anger
The blood drains from her face as fear overtakes her
She lets loose a bloodcurdling scream
Fueling the demons rising from the ground
One by one the rest of the humans notice them
Sending each of them into a panic
The demons happily chase after the people
Like a cat after a mouse
The reverberating screams are cut off
One by one as the chaos continues
The survivors hide where they can
As the demons run around the street
Occasionally slipping in red
Sadism.She sleeps with a knife
Next to her right,
As she falls asleep
To her day dream...
So carefully she drags
The thin metal
Against your hot neck,
Not letting go
Until the blood has drained,
And your skin
Is as ice frozen as her heart
The blade shines brightest as
Sits upon her tasteful tongue,
Now blood red
She sleeps with a smile
With her blade nearby,
As she slips into slumber
After her dream has lived
My townThere are so many towns but
This town is different
This town lays isolated
in a lifeless landscape
In this town wind doesn't blow,
Lightning doesn't flash,
And thunders aren't scaring,
they sound recognizable
to all citizens.
Corruption OverloadFinally I have been freed from everything
that makes me human
Finally, I don't resists
I don't remind
others about themselves
Kick me in the head
I don't believe it helps
but you want to do it anyways
So kick me in the head
You have corrupted all my files...
Finally I have escaped from all the things
that made me human
I can do things without
Kill and slaughter
Until they see what I have become
and lock me up
So I won't
harm them again
I'm The Queen
Graveyards, suicides, & Halloween
they belong to my kingdom
because I'm the only queen.
I'm the queen of the darkness
believe what you read
this is not a baseless.
Blades are my companies
you may call it creepy
French may call it "manies".
I appear in your nightmare
covered with dark tattoos
you must worry & take care.
Razors are my comets & stars
they fall to sketch scars.
The scars drew maps on my arm
so I don't care to any harm.
Melancholy of windMelancholic lullaby of wind,
And snowflakes are dancing to it,
Fast primeval ritual.
Frozen darkness around,
Silence and emptiness.
Everything is dead.
Cry of snow under numb feet,
Blood in blind eyes.
Nefarious prayer leaves wizen lips.
This is our dying world I hold in my hands
Rotten from inside, putrid from outside.
This is what we are dying for.
Darkness and emptiness, insanity among the sane.
They are falling into pit of affliction.
I am the one with them.
Im falling, im falling down.
Lost and empty, broken and mended.
Im falling into silence of sanity.
Listen to lullaby,
Melancholical scream of wind.
An outcry of despair.
Im gone with first sunrise and dead with first moonlight.
Lonely, fallen, lost and hidden under my skin.
From ashes to worm, from worm to ashes.
Winter... Sacrifice of life trough ceremony of cold.
I wish to be defunct,
I wish I had a malfunction of reason.
To get lost inside demise,
To drown in silence
And decease in obscurity...
Melancholic lullaby of wind,
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