What you want from me, blood from stone.
What I give to you, a part of the unknown.
Pull through the black cascade and let it be shown.
My love, my soul, shining in the night of our dismal plight.
Allow me to introduce, my monster’s muse.
The things I have, the truth, I must show you.
These beautiful horrible feelings I harbor inside, all showing through.
I cut the string, puppet no longer.
Beast of burden, inside forever.
I’ve learned to live with the curse of my every endeavor.
Come, kill me if you must.
I am parasite, part of you til the end, til ash and dust.
I compare you to angel, demoness.
You’re all that I feel all I need, all my love, all my lust.
Every vein I have, feeding your pain.
What must I do to severe the drain?
To keep you from yourself and hold you deep within a clouded estate.
Keep you without fear, hold you with my sword my dear.
I want for you to be safe.
You and all we ever had, all inside here.
Do not break, do not shiver.
I have a target for you, but I shall keep you within quiver.
Holding you for a rainy day,
the armor I place over your breast, to protect you from my demon.
That which is inside my rusted battered hell of a soul locked up tight, out of sight.
For it's a lack of logic and reason.
The monster within with which I must deal, like the hand I was dealt.
Tainted and full of tumult.
I wish for you to never see, the damage done by death's brush.
Art though it may be.
Keeps me trapped within the hourglass of rust.
The sands of time, grain by grain falling inch by inch until I float away with one strong gust.
How I must, keep the weapons at bay.
The door of the beast locked tight, the horror inside locked away.
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Load another round,
I don’t feel like coming down,
a case of beer,
show your fear.
Guns knives, death coming in a blink of an eye.
Don’t fuck with me,
not in the mood,
I’ve got plenty of rage in my hand.
Liar, deceiver, fucking disbeliever.
Fucking with that which you should not even touch,
unworthy slut,
bitching about every little thing,
I’m so sick of the way you think.
Straight down to Hell,
I’ll carry the battle,
splattered against the wall,
you’ll be nothing but a stain,
my enemy, you shall remain,
not once shall you complain,
for you shall die by my hands, and through the use of brutality,
in my God’s name,
this fight will not be in vain!
I will conquer,
your soul I shall devour,
you are not devout,
not worthy,
you are a mere appetizer for the beast that consumes chaos,
you are the simplistic reason for murder.
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Fucking cunt,
you god damn slunt.
Get out of my sight,
you make me fucking sick.
Every time I see your God damn face,
I want to vomit.
Get the fuck out of here,
before I anally rape you with a bottle of beer.
The only feeling I have,
is feeling like yelling.
DIE!!!
The shit you say makes no sense,
you just keep pouring out more trash,
you haunt me with your idiocy,
you harass me endlessly,
this must cease,
this must halt,
may your body be vaulted into a wood chipper,
may you be stalked, raped, and murdered by a guy like the ripper.
I pray you die!
I hope your last moments are agonizing,
I hope you are sodomized!
I hope some one snuffs you out on film,
I pray they make millions selling it to KIDS!
YOU FUCKING SLUNT!
Fist cracking bones,
eyeballs popping out of your skull,
blood spurting every where,
you filled with fear,
belly slit,
large intestines hanging out,
anus ripped & torn small intestines protruding,
vaginal area open raw, shredded by teeth of a buzz saw.
dieing for all to see,
soon it shall pour in,
the fucking money
