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McCaslin Apr 2011
A Solemn Procession Across Ashen Fields
Marches to a Funeral Dirge
The grate of Worn Heels against blackend Stone
Onward to Ragnarök, and the Final Cou De Grace
To Sing a Lament to Stone Aether and Fire
Bring to Us Wind and Rain
To Sweep us like Dust from the halls of Time
Bring Thunder that Rips the Bleeding Sky
and Lightening that shall Split the Hallowed Earth
So that From the mouth of a Heathen Hell
May issue Balefire to lick the hems of tattered Robes
Bring the Oceans to a Violent Boil
With such turmoil that She will at long last give up her Dead
Let the Putrid Yellow Skies be choked with Ash
So we may never hope to see the light of Day
Hold to thy lips the Final Cup
A tonic to Release us from the ghosts of the Fallen
That we may embrace the Final Darkness
With open, Longing Arms
2011. A long time coming, but also probably my last, at least for a good long while.
McCaslin Oct 2010
Ill see you where the Killers and the Liers hide
Because thats where I live
Nobody cares if your scared
Or if you Die
Not that Its a concern of yours
******* *****
I'll stay here as long as I need
I'll come when you call
I'll **** if you command
I'll die if you wish
All for one
And none for all
There is no silver lining
Only the cold truth
I am here to serve
A willing slave.

So now You know,
When you need me
You can find me on
The Nightside.
2010
Title and a lot of lines belong to: The Sword: Night City
listen to the song, its just the sort of place ***** like me
wish they could live.
McCaslin Sep 2010
I will hold you up
On your feet
Head and shoulders
You shall stand
Above those like you
And an angel falls
From the heavens
Broken wings and bones
I shall be
As broken as I am
The lowly Crutch
To heal your wounds
And mend your wings
So you can fly
And leave me behind
No matter what we think we are not men of steel.
McCaslin Sep 2010
Same Soil
and Similar Fire
Forged in Battle
And tested by Flame
Raised Flags
Unearned Fame
Killers by Trade
Warriors by Name
None would stand
And not tremble at our Name
Not bonded by Blood
But by Oath
Never to Break
Never to Bend
Strong as Steel
Shall We forever Stand
Swords in Hand
With a Cry upon Lips
Victory
For Brothers
Not only by Name
You know who you are, and it matters not that you'll never read this.
But this is my testament to you.
Lo there I do see the line of my people back to its beginning and
they do call to me....
McCaslin Sep 2010
The night burns so black
With shadow so thick
And Knives at our back

Too find the Truth
One must Seek
Tis not a Journey
For the Mild or Meek

when Others we meet
Spirits lifted
If two hearts beat

For I have You
and I stand at your side
And You have Me

The world is dark
And the night so black
But we walk on, along this lonely track
Your light is the way
Only forward, no turning back

Together, You and I
Not two but One
Hand in Hand along the Path
You lead us through the black

To guide us
To safety and the Light
Your Fire burning bright

My Torch you are
And I yours
Together we face the black
And reach the bliss of Light.
For M.J.
I don't know why, but this is for you.
McCaslin Jun 2010
O what have I done?
Pride and foolishness has led me to this place,
Between love and hate I could not choose
With you I could not live
But without I came closer to death
Than you would care to know
I was forged in your fire,
And undone by the same hand
Hurt I am, and sought I did
To make you reap what you
Had sown
But when my words cut your breast
I bleed in turn
I have seen you die,
Time and time again
In my dreams and dark wishes
Foolishness
For the sun cannot rise
If the moon will not set
I wanted you to hurt
So you could see
But as sharp as words are
to me they lack conviction
Read this letter and know
That I am a lier
And that I am broken
Just like you
2010
I should have told you so long ago,
Now it is far too late.
McCaslin Jun 2010
O what can they reveal
That I don't already know?
Solemnly they speak the truth
Unbiased honesty, cruel to a T
For some,
and worthy praise for those
Deserving
So what is it that I see?
Cold eyes, hidden behind
Heavy brows, red scars
Slowly healed
Strength, in posture
and mind, to a fault
Look how proud this one stands
Not aloof, but seemingly apart
Not different but estranged
Calm and collected
Mindful and Wise
Powerful and Loyal
But as I gaze the mirror
Is broken, or is it me?
Who am I to decide what the mirror
Will reveal?
I prefer it this way, shattered
Dangerous to the touch
Red blood will flow if you dare
To deny what is given
But just as great the tears
That carve labyrinthine across
Unwilling flesh
As the mirror reveals
No paragon
No stoic defender
No impregnable armour
But only a man
Who is as broken
Twisted
and Afraid as everyone else.
2010
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