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DON'T TURN AROUND. I DONT WANT YOU SEEING ME CRYING.
KharBevNor:
Man:
Severed ead - eyes gouged out
Knife jammed in your ass
Shotgun in your mouth
A thousand ways to kill
and I'd like to try them out
A rope around your neck
Or a razor through your wrist
Both:
It's all about to end - all
Soon you'll all be dead - all
Man:
Operation slow vivisection
Inner organs now removed from
Emptied ribcage, head smashed open
Diseased brain probed
Eyes wide open
Both:
It's all about to end - all
Soon you'll all be dead - all
Woman:
I'll be your victim
Come on fuck me up
It won't be easy
We'll see if you can cut me up
Sick and Twisted
Let's fight a real fight
Let's duel until the death
I love the taste of blood that feeling of a dying breath
Sick and Twisted
I'll be your victim
Come on count me in
I cant't wait to fell the pain
It's something I believe in
Both (alternating lines):
Your blood runs down my face
Now your guts drool out my mouth
Try to scream your tongue's cut out
Heart tries to beat but blood's run out
Both:
It's all about to end - all
Soon you'll all be dead - all
Man:
Severed head - eyes gouged out
Knife jammed in your ass
Shotgun in your mouth
A thousand ways to kill
and I'd like to try them out
On you
nickyandthefuture:
That's ghastly.
KharBevNor:
Tell that to Chris Barnes and Karyn Crisis. It kinda makes me imagine what a mash-up between Arch Enemy's 'Ravenous' and Bloodbath's 'Eaten' would sound like, if you can even mash up two rock songs.
More poetry, I think.
When the sun has wept upon the waveless lake
And the mists steal in with ease
Covened wolves are their eerie dissonant napes
In adoration of the moon and thee
"They call as I to thee...."
And I will come, as if in dream
My languid, dark and lustrous Malaresian Queen
Of vengeful, ancient breed
Gilded with the pelts of many enemies
Erishkigal, raven-haired
Thy seduction haunts the castle in erotic despair
I can taste thy scent by candlelight
Legs of porcelain traced and laced to their lair
Appease the beast on spattered sheets
Dyed unearthly red as sobriety weeps
Nocternity....
She shall come for me
A black velvet painting sprung to elegant life
Like a poignant Madonna perverted to night
And I have ridden from the westerning light
To expend my lust
Tear away the funereal dress
Know that I will escape from my death
Surrendered to the splendour of her sharpened caress
Lo! The pale moonlight
Weaves a poetic spell of vital death and decline
Of mist and moth and the hunger inside
Kisses took to fever and the fever, demise
"Through twilight, darkness and moonrise
My scarlet tears will run
As stolen blood and whispered love
Of fantasies undone"
Countess swathed in ebony
And snow-white balletic grace
Rouge-filmed lips procure the wish
For lust and her disgrace
Dusk and her embrace
We shall flit through the shadows
Like a dream of (were)wolves in the snow
Under deadly nightshade
Still warmed with the kill's afterglow
Beneath the stars thy flesh bedevils me
(Beneath the stars taste the death in me)
Bequeath to me thy fiery kiss
To sever thin mortality
Elizabeth
My heart is thine
Thy fragrant words Warm within like wine....
"Let me come to thee"
With eyes like Asphodel
Moon-glancing, loose desires free
To writhe under my spell"
Ereshkigal, raven-haired
Thy seduction haunts the castle in erotic despair
I know thy scent by candlelight
Immortal flesh I yearn to share
Appease the beast on spattered sheets
Dyed malefic red as sobriety weeps
Nocternity
She shall come for me....
Unfurl thy limbs breathless succubus
How the full embosomed fog
Imparts the night to us....
SpacemanSpiff:
There's just one in this shot
This rants what I've got
Wish me luck now there's just one, just one in this shot
Baggage left in tow
Avoid the subject the subtle hints, the glow
The sun has set on pattern
Sets the time
Forever neverminds
The subtle hints, the glow
The subtle hints, the glow
There's just on in this shot
I've got years and my plot
Wish me luck now there's just one in this shot.
A cold side chipped off the old block
My landslide, directed the new cut
This rank and file
Rank and file
When is day's end constants again
Dressed for the drive
When is day's end.
The subtle hints, the glow
The subtle hints, the glow
When is day's end sequels amend
Routine arrives
When is day's end
The subtle hints, the glow,
The subtle hints, the glow,
Of course there's a course
Of sequenced events
Of course there's a course
It's cold and content.
KharBevNor:
Thought I'd got it right - for once I'd sought and found perfection.
But when you said "I love you" you addressed your own reflection.
I'd prayed up to the heavens for a goddess of desire,
the best they had on offer was one devil of a liar!
You can't be accused of procrastination
one brief separation - the dream went stale
You sever all ties with a swift laceration
leave so many loose-ends- (thereby hangs my tale)
Were you scared that the truth could have made you fatter?
The Oueen of Hearts - you dealt me a pack of lies
then laughed in my face like it didn't matter
that you'd crossed my heart and I hoped to die.
Licked my wounds and hugged my chains
believing you pre-menstrual
unaware love could be blind to torture cruel and mental
stn regret I must confess I realised too late
you re-define endearment as 'the tender side of hate"
I'm already broken - so don't kick me better
What colour's the sky in your world - is it green ?
It seems I'm not even worth one paltry letter,
cast off like a tampon - you stamp on my dream
Were you scared that the truth could have made you fatter?
The Queen of Hearts - you dealt me a pack of lies
then laughed in my face like it didn't matter
that you'd crossed my heart and I hoped to die.
Could it possibly be that In your dictionary "Love' and "Lies" are defined
both the same?
I know how you can catch your ideal man
join a singles-club for the insane
The prize for my stupidity'- a noose about my neck
Nest time that she says "Good day" make sure you go and check
Mislay your smile - this dacryphile is turned on by sighs
When she has her eye on you - good fortune and good flies
You can't be accused of procrastination,
one brief separation - the dream went stale,
You sever all ties with a swift laceration.
leave so many loose-ends - (thereby hangs my tale).
Were you scared that the truth could have made you fatter?
The Queen of Hearts - you dealt me a pack of lies,
then laughed in my face like it didn't matter,
that you'd crossed my head and I hoped to die
Both sickened to learn (and yet glad to discover).
that Venus once held me with (ch)arms so fake
I'd have once sold my soul for this faithless lover,
now I couldn't give a damn for my little Miss Take.
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