Friday, December 3, 2010


Tonight is magic, I can feel it...
Adrenaline rush, Iced crush.
Mind and body, Body and soul,
The rapture setting my heart on a roll...
This is blasphemous, abominable.
That inhuman howl, my soul follows...
Chaos crashing down, inebriated aggression.
A part of me smiles in shadows.

Now that we walk beside each other,
And share our prey against our kinds.
The shockwaves of power, fearless,
In the darkest night, occultism that blinds.
''Come into my lair, my bestial world,
Feel the danger in the air of sins.
Tonight is ours to make, my dear...
Solemnization with blood and catkins''.

Our pulses rising like glowing flames,
Our souls reaching abode...
Admist obscurity, this amorous dawn,
Far from the ordeal, orgasms flowed
Oblivious of the reality, I have you now.
For everyone, profanity it might be...
But the way you can fuck my soul baby,
It can never be anybody, just you and me...

There is nothing more beautiful and coltish,
Than the glitter of death in your eyes.
Let it rain blood and venereal poison,
Maladjusted, time to say our goodbye's...
The bleeding void that once stinged,
Ensnaring my senses, a new awakening.
The crimson skies, the silent screams...
The purple rains, our new beginning.

Tuesday, September 14, 2010


I love to hear you scream, or do I?
It’s like you’re in afflict, you know why?
I’m abhorrent, intolerably gung ho…
I can incite pain, the worst you’ll ever know.
I like the way you scream, or do I?
I’m as ardent about it, you know why?
I’m a bruiser, as much as you want me to be
I can extrude your life, and set you free.

Scream, honey…the howl of the Banshee…

Say the unknown, the unaware, so they can see…

You’re my amaranthine lady, haven’t you known

I like you dead, ripped, skinned to the bone…
You sentinsize me, Oh! You’re seraphim
Id slit a nerve with my razor, burn you to the brim
Yes, I long to hear you scream, its not sadism
Its instigates a devious thermal purgism
I’m a predator, insatiably precarious
I want to prick you like a needle, blood n pus

Scream, honey…the howl of the Banshee…

Say the unknown, the unaware, so they can see…

I love to hear you scream, or do I?

It reminds me of her, you know why?
My desire is Abstruse, its abysmal…
Velvet, blood n wine in the great hall…
I like the way you scream, or do I?
Stroking your ashen face, you know why?
Loving you, it’s like the devil’s touch…
When you wail, I adore you much…

Scream, honey…the howl of the Banshee…

Say the unknown, the unaware, so they can see…


Those broken chains of time,
turn into a reality...
I fail to realize where we went wrong,
Thrown upon such iniquity.
Don't look at me now,
Now that the world is perfect.
I just feel insecure, crestfallen...
Everything that i regret...
You were all there was to me,
& I don''t want to run, don't want to hide.
I shall bleed incessantly...
yearning for your touch, can i just hold you tight?

How am I to think straight,

When you're stultifying my life like this?
I get stupefied, & everything is frozen.
yet its you that i bloody miss..!
& And now that we're done,
It's just lamentable to see.
I feel wretched & culpable of
Whats become of you & me...
Ignore my spiteful heart,
Want to follow my intuition.
Your memories give me fever.
Is it me or is it a malediction?

I'm all dried out, leave me alone!

Nothingness reaching out to me...
Virulent thorns piercing my heart,
Don't look back, just let me be...
Lying on the cold floor...
smoking my last cigarette,
I Wanted to give you up.
But guess i am addicted.
I'm floating in such profoundness...
It's much deeper than you think.
It's not easy being me cause you'd drown!
Before you can even blink.


Temptress...Im burning, Im yearning ...Please just..
Open your heart & listen to my voice, trust me when i say.
"I shall prove myself to you, my worth,
& slowly tear up your delusions...

Those tender lips, inebriating & intoxicating...
Those sultry eyes, staring, just waiting..your face...
Luring my covetous heart,
into an erotic but deceitful place...

I do not fear this anymore, I do not fear deception.
I do not fear lust, not the touch of death...
Break this will with a kiss that can kill,
Bury my rejection, deep..deep within lust & thrill.

Feel the nails dig into your flesh.....
I hear you, you crave for more....
A cold, chilled caress , your blood begins to boil.
This is your addiction, your redemption...

This uneasiness of a nocturnal awakening,
In the dark, the sombre voices come alive.
Visions of doom, hear the mourners cry...
Heritage of treachery, deny this cry..

I failed this time own crime...
Failed to recognize that deceiving smile.
And i fell, you saw me fall...
I stumble, I try but i will not crawl...

You burn in glowing flames of false desire.
Flames which will only grow higher.
If Love must fall, Lust shall ascend...
If Lust must fall, Hate shall crush all.

Saturday, July 17, 2010


Holocaust is nearing,
Few gather, watch & feast.
Few hide away fearing.
Preparations on, [Hail the Beast]...
Is it what is causing this heat?
& luring the forsaken to its creak?
Darkened dusk's & crimson skies.
Fields of paper filled with lies.

Seducing tormented damsels,
Diabolic intentions in its mind.
Whispering soft words.
So deceptive but yet so kind.
Bestial powers forging through hell
Callous orgy sounds.
Caught in a demonic spell,
Smoke rising from the ground.

Choosing the helpless victim
Taking her down its lair.
Where it viciously skins them.
Leaving them scarce n bare.
''Il make you hurt, suffer & cry,
Till you enjoy it, you know why?
Whats inside you, you bloody whore!
cause when I stop you'll beg for more.''

Gurdled by voracious demons,
Starving & waiting to spray their semen.
Incising her tiny cunt, a Gore Fest.
Pissing on her butchered breast.
Driving through the anus, cruel lust.
Her pain , that makes you cringe.
Tearing tissues, Gushing pus,
Blood drifting below, inch by inch.

Anal electrocution, such as deadly.
Oozing vomitous mass...
She begs for it to leave her be,
For mercy, as she might not last.
Demonic army gorging on lust,
Autoerotically asphyxiating a few.
The Beast will do what it must.
BEWARE, next could be you!

Friday, May 7, 2010

The Dream

Walking down this road to nowhere.
With the wind blowing in my face...
I desire pain, remorse,release,
It's all i have left to chase.
Should you know, I can not sleep,
Cannot stand seeing you in my dream
Your reflection, on my windows at night.
Your scent, voice, your shadow in my realm.

I did not think to ever see...
you, again, in my dream...
In the midst of this sad garden...
I wake up, res roses in my hand, a choking scream.
I was never this jaundiced,
Now that everything screams potential threat.
Possessiveness, I know it is not nice.
Iam vexed, annoyed...this vice.

Everything changed, everything was new.
Everything i learnt, all overturned.
Why should I ponder over such emotions?
The fire is put out, just the ashes of the burnt...
I do not know what you have to me...
I should have never fallen this easily.
This strange sense of fear...
Now that you are no more near...

I always thought I was sensible.
But how could i ignore what was visible?
How can i kill this dream?
Now that you have killed the dreamer...
I suppress this pain as long as i can bear
And desperation creeps inside me...
Truth is found when hell reaches you.
I just sit & pray to see my time come soon.


There she lies with moist eyes,
Weeping at the times gone by...
Wishing it all had never happened,
Living out the memory of the love that died.
She does not know what to say
Of the pain, the remorse, she feels today.
She does not know where to ever start,
While her fragile heart is tearing apart.

It feels as if her life was snatched away,
Everything she had, all scuttled.
Love was once there & now gone.
Like a wounding but nimble song.
A song she desired would last,
If only so much had never happened this fast.
In the blink of an eye,
Now, all by herself, left alone to cry.

If only prayers would ever be answered,
If only she would never see him around.
Never did she think something so perfect,
Would pull her high up & bring her down.
She shuts her eyes real tight at night,
& hopes to turn back time,
But how should the pitiable fool know?
Alone we come & alone we go???

Her heart, an open sore.
Her mind, a shut door.
Frozen she lies on the isolated shore.
Clasping a red scarf that her Lover once wore.