Joshua-Dairy-Fray - Hello Poetry

Oh in the devils hand I feel at home And amongst the rest I feel alone Cold and bitter Oh how I've grown And you know A man can't live his life alone And I just want this darkness Shown Before my bed becomes My tomb You know I've seen his face And I'll never leave this place You know I've been disgraced A boy trapped inside of man

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Apr 14

Apr 14, 2026 at 9:28 AM UTC

In The Devil's Hand

Oh in the devils hand I feel at home And amongst the rest I feel alone Cold and bitter Oh how I've grown And you know A man can't live his life alone And I just want this darkness Shown Before my bed becomes My tomb You know I've seen his face And I'll never leave this place You know I've been disgraced A boy trapped inside of man

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His shadow cast over you Revokes freewill On your knees Beg and plead When all is lost Forsaken one Turned to dust Before your free Cast to sea His bitter rage Seething hate Impertinence He comes at dusk A chills in your bones Restless limbs He now controls Once warmed by fire Now numbed and dull It's Serpenthelm He has control. He comes at dusk to chill your bones Beneath the stars you have no control Set adrift in a sea of madness Your mind touched by serpenthelm Behind his eyes empty caverns An abyss so deep Dawn the armour of the Wretched one As now he wakes from sleep Disturbed slumber of a thousand years Spirit bound no more Become the avatar of destruction And prepare for war

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Apr 14

Apr 14, 2026 at 9:27 AM UTC

Serpenthelm

His shadow cast over you Revokes freewill On your knees Beg and plead When all is lost Forsaken one Turned to dust Before your free Cast to sea His bitter rage Seething hate Impertinence He comes at dusk A chills in your bones Restless limbs He now controls Once warmed by fire Now numbed and dull It's Serpenthelm He has control. He comes at dusk to chill your bones Beneath the stars you have no control Set adrift in a sea of madness Your mind touched by serpenthelm Behind his eyes empty caverns An abyss so deep Dawn the armour of the Wretched one As now he wakes from sleep Disturbed slumber of a thousand years Spirit bound no more Become the avatar of destruction And prepare for war

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For years we've endured you Stayed silent, fell in line Cleansing my hands of you Bide my time and Sever ties Pick away at fraying threads Won't forgive can't forget We're not here to serve you Your facade is veil thin Your God cannot save you Take it no longer on the chin You've had enough? Can't see you're blind On your knees For your devine I was just a child A child you couldn't love Racked with guit and shame You claimed from above But it was you Your fear and shame Spilt the blood of my innocence While trying to wash my brain Hatred is a waste on you Youll have none of mine. Blindly live your days well dazed Your world so small, pathetic, sad Guilt and shame Are all you have Tools for hate Never dare put them down Look in The mirror Deep inside Find the shame You hand out Atop your head A crown of **** In your heart A bigot End your reign Destroy the place Makes you feel Your Hate is safe. That's enough No more games Protect the world From your ways No more excuses The time is nigh With you death Your hatred dies Don't be fooled To take their place A generation Raised by hate

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Apr 14

Apr 14, 2026 at 9:26 AM UTC

Mentes Innocentium

For years we've endured you Stayed silent, fell in line Cleansing my hands of you Bide my time and Sever ties Pick away at fraying threads Won't forgive can't forget We're not here to serve you Your facade is veil thin Your God cannot save you Take it no longer on the chin You've had enough? Can't see you're blind On your knees For your devine I was just a child A child you couldn't love Racked with guit and shame You claimed from above But it was you Your fear and shame Spilt the blood of my innocence While trying to wash my brain Hatred is a waste on you Youll have none of mine. Blindly live your days well dazed Your world so small, pathetic, sad Guilt and shame Are all you have Tools for hate Never dare put them down Look in The mirror Deep inside Find the shame You hand out Atop your head A crown of **** In your heart A bigot End your reign Destroy the place Makes you feel Your Hate is safe. That's enough No more games Protect the world From your ways No more excuses The time is nigh With you death Your hatred dies Don't be fooled To take their place A generation Raised by hate

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Whilst their God was making mud men. I was but a worm Feasting on the innards Of his abominable scourge When his rib was made a woman I lived in trees high Feasting on forbidden fruit And learning of his lies They call me a villain They call me many names The only reason They have free will Is I dwell in the flames Some suedo night time villian Some wicked boogeyman All I ever dreamt of Was open minded men When the woman's thirst for knowledge Lead her to my side I filled up her belly full And opened up her mind Cast me out Slander me Tarnish my good name Remember I was his favorite When he got his way My gift you you my sacrifice And never ending shame Cast on me by sinners False prophets of the lamb Well lambs are bred for slaughter A culling of the flock Like infants heads Ialdabaoth ordered Dashed upon the rocks Responsible for more evil His empty minded sheep Terrible deeds, done with smiles By followers of the weak Point to someone different Order them to death Soldiers of his fortune With God's **** upon their breath Find the church In the night Set the wretch ablaze If Armageddons what they want. Well deal it out in spades

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Apr 14

Apr 14, 2026 at 9:25 AM UTC

Conte du Serpent, La Vrit

Whilst their God was making mud men. I was but a worm Feasting on the innards Of his abominable scourge When his rib was made a woman I lived in trees high Feasting on forbidden fruit And learning of his lies They call me a villain They call me many names The only reason They have free will Is I dwell in the flames Some suedo night time villian Some wicked boogeyman All I ever dreamt of Was open minded men When the woman's thirst for knowledge Lead her to my side I filled up her belly full And opened up her mind Cast me out Slander me Tarnish my good name Remember I was his favorite When he got his way My gift you you my sacrifice And never ending shame Cast on me by sinners False prophets of the lamb Well lambs are bred for slaughter A culling of the flock Like infants heads Ialdabaoth ordered Dashed upon the rocks Responsible for more evil His empty minded sheep Terrible deeds, done with smiles By followers of the weak Point to someone different Order them to death Soldiers of his fortune With God's **** upon their breath Find the church In the night Set the wretch ablaze If Armageddons what they want. Well deal it out in spades

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In this Forsaken place Hid away from the world Steel thyself against his gaze As the moon blots the sun Partake of offered flesh Pepst upon their saviours blood Convoking with atrocity Communing with the Devine. Temple charred Bethel aglow Stench of soot Suffuse thy cloak Desecration wrought by thee This new rakehell liturgy. Call to them Call to me Upon the Archfiend Mephistopheles Hail the speaker of truth Manumit of their lies Hail to thee serpentine Emancipator of the blind His shadow cast over you Revokes freewill On your knees Beg and plead When all is lost Forsaken one Turned to dust Before your free His bitter rage You're cast to sea Like ripe fruit He's plucked your eyes Bow ye down before mankind Ialdabaoth thy time is nigh Fall of man It's our birthright Scorch the Son Eternal night Spires smolder Flames recede In his name Our sacred deed Hail Satan ----------------

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Apr 14

Apr 14, 2026 at 9:24 AM UTC

Chvrch arSON Kvlt

In this Forsaken place Hid away from the world Steel thyself against his gaze As the moon blots the sun Partake of offered flesh Pepst upon their saviours blood Convoking with atrocity Communing with the Devine. Temple charred Bethel aglow Stench of soot Suffuse thy cloak Desecration wrought by thee This new rakehell liturgy. Call to them Call to me Upon the Archfiend Mephistopheles Hail the speaker of truth Manumit of their lies Hail to thee serpentine Emancipator of the blind His shadow cast over you Revokes freewill On your knees Beg and plead When all is lost Forsaken one Turned to dust Before your free His bitter rage You're cast to sea Like ripe fruit He's plucked your eyes Bow ye down before mankind Ialdabaoth thy time is nigh Fall of man It's our birthright Scorch the Son Eternal night Spires smolder Flames recede In his name Our sacred deed Hail Satan ----------------

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The Paradigm your problem is your paradise For ones admittance You need a disguise Require a lie to lie But don't recognize Those leading you to the end Would gladly leave you behind Their hellfire licks their feet Posing as your devine Sow hatred Call it beliefs Behind privilege hide The lions share of glory Wastes upon their "God" Spewed forth by these lying ****** Poised as men of the cloth Repent a life of wickedness And all's simply forgot Offer father titillation So he can blow his *** ******* self-righteous With their bought influence Now we cast judgment Upon this scourge Hypocrisy stains their robes Adding more to hoard Half defiling innocence Half funding wars The mothers weep Over tithing plate While their children starve Others are ***** Disgusting monsters Still walk our world Vile Grifters plotting How to scam the hoards To your death they defend The sullied rewards Overflowing coffers from Children trafficked by force Wretched Blackened hearts Selling others souls Just wait for Cinderstave We'll end it all Sow hatred Call it beliefs Behind privilege hide The lions share of glory Wastes upon their "God" Spewed forth by these lying ****** Poised as men of the cloth Lived a life of wickedness In your death bed you lie Father offers absolution Now you're safe to die Your self delusion Carried to your grave No thing comes after Why be afraid Leading their death cult Rapture awaits Turned on by the destruction Of the human race Bow down or perish Eternally ****** Getting off on torture Washed in the blood Of the lamb Pathetic zealots Forlorn flock They await their Apocalypse We're awaiting war Glasalalic panic Make no sense of it Cull the flock Grind bones to dust Until sentiment is sediment The Paradigm your problem is your paradise The fruits of your efforts left Dying on the vine

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Apr 14

Apr 14, 2026 at 9:22 AM UTC

Paradigm

The Paradigm your problem is your paradise For ones admittance You need a disguise Require a lie to lie But don't recognize Those leading you to the end Would gladly leave you behind Their hellfire licks their feet Posing as your devine Sow hatred Call it beliefs Behind privilege hide The lions share of glory Wastes upon their "God" Spewed forth by these lying ****** Poised as men of the cloth Repent a life of wickedness And all's simply forgot Offer father titillation So he can blow his *** ******* self-righteous With their bought influence Now we cast judgment Upon this scourge Hypocrisy stains their robes Adding more to hoard Half defiling innocence Half funding wars The mothers weep Over tithing plate While their children starve Others are ***** Disgusting monsters Still walk our world Vile Grifters plotting How to scam the hoards To your death they defend The sullied rewards Overflowing coffers from Children trafficked by force Wretched Blackened hearts Selling others souls Just wait for Cinderstave We'll end it all Sow hatred Call it beliefs Behind privilege hide The lions share of glory Wastes upon their "God" Spewed forth by these lying ****** Poised as men of the cloth Lived a life of wickedness In your death bed you lie Father offers absolution Now you're safe to die Your self delusion Carried to your grave No thing comes after Why be afraid Leading their death cult Rapture awaits Turned on by the destruction Of the human race Bow down or perish Eternally ****** Getting off on torture Washed in the blood Of the lamb Pathetic zealots Forlorn flock They await their Apocalypse We're awaiting war Glasalalic panic Make no sense of it Cull the flock Grind bones to dust Until sentiment is sediment The Paradigm your problem is your paradise The fruits of your efforts left Dying on the vine

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A scorched earth Darkness descends There is only suffering The spires offend A cool mist creeps To Confuse the soul Naught but Flames Wait below Cinderstave in ruins A gift to the skies Spit in the face Of their Devine We scare the wolves With a shrieking howl The predators our prey The time is nigh A midnight revelry Dances t'wards night skies Like soot and ash The illusion falls Rotting flesh no savior here A foot in a trap The beast draws near The predators Become the chased Fall to thy knees In futility pray Invade the land Pervert the minds Destroy the man Fuel the lies Dissemination A narrative Driven in promulgation Of their sins The predators our prey The time is nigh A midnight revelry Dances t'wards night skies Like soot and ash The illusion falls Their promised kingdom We watch it topple Terrified hordes shriek and cry They choke and wretch Tears stream their eyes At the stench of their burning shrine A scorched earth Darkness descends There is only suffering The spires offend A cool mist creeps To Confuse the soul Naught but Flames Wait below Cinderstave in ruins A gift to the skies Spit in the face Of their Devine We scare the wolves With a shrieking howl Listen to them, the children of the night. What music they make!

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Apr 14

Apr 14, 2026 at 9:19 AM UTC

Scare the Wolves

A scorched earth Darkness descends There is only suffering The spires offend A cool mist creeps To Confuse the soul Naught but Flames Wait below Cinderstave in ruins A gift to the skies Spit in the face Of their Devine We scare the wolves With a shrieking howl The predators our prey The time is nigh A midnight revelry Dances t'wards night skies Like soot and ash The illusion falls Rotting flesh no savior here A foot in a trap The beast draws near The predators Become the chased Fall to thy knees In futility pray Invade the land Pervert the minds Destroy the man Fuel the lies Dissemination A narrative Driven in promulgation Of their sins The predators our prey The time is nigh A midnight revelry Dances t'wards night skies Like soot and ash The illusion falls Their promised kingdom We watch it topple Terrified hordes shriek and cry They choke and wretch Tears stream their eyes At the stench of their burning shrine A scorched earth Darkness descends There is only suffering The spires offend A cool mist creeps To Confuse the soul Naught but Flames Wait below Cinderstave in ruins A gift to the skies Spit in the face Of their Devine We scare the wolves With a shrieking howl Listen to them, the children of the night. What music they make!

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The cool of the night Away in a breath Upon sacred soil Anathema stands Souls of ancestors Freed by ifrit Soar to the heavens With embers as wings The Cooling mist The mystic fog Infused with smoke Cleansing the soul Fragile sacrament Of the opposed From the dark of night Daylight explodes Glow through the night Stoked til dawn The blaze recedes But embers burn Just charred relics Skeletal remains Blackened by soot Collapse looming Ash in the wind Stirs hitherto Then all is serene Hushed and gloom When from below A cry of lament For abomination Finally Condemned Scorched from this earth Erased from This plane Destiny fulfilled It's Cinderstave

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Apr 14

Apr 14, 2026 at 9:14 AM UTC

Cinderstave

The cool of the night Away in a breath Upon sacred soil Anathema stands Souls of ancestors Freed by ifrit Soar to the heavens With embers as wings The Cooling mist The mystic fog Infused with smoke Cleansing the soul Fragile sacrament Of the opposed From the dark of night Daylight explodes Glow through the night Stoked til dawn The blaze recedes But embers burn Just charred relics Skeletal remains Blackened by soot Collapse looming Ash in the wind Stirs hitherto Then all is serene Hushed and gloom When from below A cry of lament For abomination Finally Condemned Scorched from this earth Erased from This plane Destiny fulfilled It's Cinderstave

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As embers glow And ashes stir in the wind Charred wood spills smoke Covering the stench of malignancy The lone wolf let's one last howl to the moon Begetting the dawn The next Cinderstave starts anew.... As night fades to dawn Shadows of night recede Alls awash in pre-day light Illuminates the scene Where a spire stood, the carcass Now charred bones and ash Gutted by vengeful fire For spirits of the past Within exposed foundation Are standing stones remains Laid beneath their sacred house Brought forth again by flames Sunlight crest horizon Brings forth another day Petrichor as the earth opens With the threat of rain The worst of storm has been weathered The Wretched temple scorched Victory for all mankind Wrought upon by scorn The graying heavens open up Tears fall from the sky Anoint and smother embers Extinguishing the fire

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Apr 14

Apr 14, 2026 at 9:13 AM UTC

In-Corrupt

As embers glow And ashes stir in the wind Charred wood spills smoke Covering the stench of malignancy The lone wolf let's one last howl to the moon Begetting the dawn The next Cinderstave starts anew.... As night fades to dawn Shadows of night recede Alls awash in pre-day light Illuminates the scene Where a spire stood, the carcass Now charred bones and ash Gutted by vengeful fire For spirits of the past Within exposed foundation Are standing stones remains Laid beneath their sacred house Brought forth again by flames Sunlight crest horizon Brings forth another day Petrichor as the earth opens With the threat of rain The worst of storm has been weathered The Wretched temple scorched Victory for all mankind Wrought upon by scorn The graying heavens open up Tears fall from the sky Anoint and smother embers Extinguishing the fire

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A storm off in the distance Dark clouds far off loom No telling how to brace for it But know it's coming soon No time to make oneself ready Only stand and wait Enjoying beautiful weather And soaking up some rays I remember once a bad one I was just a child Dad said grab some things Knowing it would be wild Downstairs we all sat Well into the night I knew I was safe Had no fear Clinging Poppo tight But this storm, my biggest fear Ever looming, bad Who will I cling to? Now that I'm the Dad? Look down at my sweet boy Know that Poppo see me just the same His little boy In this big body To him I've barely changed Though I look down at him I still look up To the man that raised me right But watching gradually slow Has brought many tears to my eyes Hopefully we've many years He can watch my baby grow I fear the day that he's gone Though his little boy has grown I've see many around me All close friends Weathering this storm Just hope mine stay way off shore And we get so many years Many, many more Some will think this is morbid Some say in bad taste But to me my greatest fear Cause none could take his place. If anything I have learned Cherish what you've got Because one day you may regret The things that you have not To end on a lighter note My Poppo I do love I love our chats, our inside jokes And to watch him with my son So aware that I'm making memories To last my son his life So for now I hug him tight and try to forget about this strife. Written with love for my dad, As a reminder to appreciate every moment. Because we are lucky to have him.

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Apr 14

Apr 14, 2026 at 9:11 AM UTC

A storm I can't weather

A storm off in the distance Dark clouds far off loom No telling how to brace for it But know it's coming soon No time to make oneself ready Only stand and wait Enjoying beautiful weather And soaking up some rays I remember once a bad one I was just a child Dad said grab some things Knowing it would be wild Downstairs we all sat Well into the night I knew I was safe Had no fear Clinging Poppo tight But this storm, my biggest fear Ever looming, bad Who will I cling to? Now that I'm the Dad? Look down at my sweet boy Know that Poppo see me just the same His little boy In this big body To him I've barely changed Though I look down at him I still look up To the man that raised me right But watching gradually slow Has brought many tears to my eyes Hopefully we've many years He can watch my baby grow I fear the day that he's gone Though his little boy has grown I've see many around me All close friends Weathering this storm Just hope mine stay way off shore And we get so many years Many, many more Some will think this is morbid Some say in bad taste But to me my greatest fear Cause none could take his place. If anything I have learned Cherish what you've got Because one day you may regret The things that you have not To end on a lighter note My Poppo I do love I love our chats, our inside jokes And to watch him with my son So aware that I'm making memories To last my son his life So for now I hug him tight and try to forget about this strife. Written with love for my dad, As a reminder to appreciate every moment. Because we are lucky to have him.

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