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Rob Sandman Apr 2016
new from sat 24th april back to Sandman
into a Lycan,a Viking-a Bearsark warrior beast,
to rip the hearts from my enemies and then just feast,
run through the forest with the rest of my pack,
Howling at the moon,rolling on the snow on my back(pack,back,Pack,in the back,pack in the back ..gradually louder then quiet)...
but in the back of the red mist was a small voice,
at first I ignored this little pup by choice,
but he nipped at my hindbrain pulled on my tail,
until I listened to his reason **WE CAME FOR THE FEMALE

Suddenly the bloodlust left with a bang,
no longer a Beast I felt less than a Man,
the scene before my eyes is hard to put to words,
I was blood drenched the dismembered pieces of the herd(no! GANG-you're a man)I had just been among,
lay around the damp dungeon from whence they had come
even the most hardened warrior would have flinched at the sight
of the remains,the brains,the silent ones who didn't fight,
but one body was missing from the pile of the dead,
one beautiful corpse white afflicted already dead
***** with an itch had escaped by a trap door,
now my destiny is War,and it was trapped in the floor
Death Mask Smile is being Co-Written by the Sandman Collective,an offshoot of the Eclectic Collective Eire,with each act being added to by different Poets and MC's with the idea of an eventual release to music,
it is written in a Grand Guignal-but Poetic style.
LycanTheThrope Jun 2015
(The Dragon Prince and LycanTheThrope collab)

I’m on the graveyard shift again
Quite the keeper of you

Just a light year from us
We’ve been trading our crimes

The smoke in the air
Couldn't hide my shame

I'm running from nothing, no thoughts in my mind
Oh my heart was all black

I took the dust of a long sleepless night
And confessed I tarnished the gold

The wind took your clothes
Just walking the sidewalks all covered in rain

Love got into one of your stories again
The snow blowing ‘round your hands

While we ache to come home somehow
We watched her smoking autumn in the street

Words mean more at night
From the corners of my room

Please read them by the light of the moon
I'm a shot through the dark scaring the crows

I wish I could leave my bones and my skin
I’ll let my hunger take me there

Lonely is a sick hound digging for bones
If it weren't for second chances, we'd all be alone

They all know I’m a liar
They just laugh wickedly as I burn her down

And those broken-hearted lovers
They got nothing on me

She's a half-written poem
Spread out across the Great Divide

The dark had wooden teeth that broke up the thin air
And I swallowed the sun and screamed and wailed

When we were just larkspur and leaves
Back when we were buried jewels ‘neath the trees

And all fire and flames took all we trust
We were all silver and stone

And I traded all my thoughts in
For an hour of sleep in the snow

Sweet morphine curls a smile when the sadness hits
She's whispering so softly I can hear it all

Won't you come to my house tonight
I got this window that looks out to Orion

The Universe is wounded beautiful
I sent her my warmth and my silence

Lit up every campfire I found out in the dark
I quit counting stars that night in the cold

Kiss me so I remember how
We'll turn these sorrows into strangers

Learned the language of the Mockingbird
She took and twisted all my words

With winter trees and hungry wolves
In your past like a lover can be drowning water

Walking proud and lonesome now
Oh I'm yearning for the pack

Broken bottles shine just like stars
Seeing those golden oaks turn to timber

The daughter of the Northern Lights
Finds my face with her fingertips

Now we are rust coloured stones.
You’ll love her till it all goes dark

Come undone under the lion’s thorns
And I’m saving all my sleep for another life

Wished I could follow a hidden moon eight stories high.
Will we ever fall?


Ah what a shame
This stolen song was never meant to last


~The Dragon Prince
**~Lycan
A collab between Lycan and The Dragon Prince
I don't know why you insist I post it on my account

© Copywrite Lycan
LycanTheThrope Jun 2015
Ground hip bones
And sickened stones
Break a seal
The legacy of fear
Is the folding factor
Against the test of time
Part one

© Copywrite Lycan
LycanTheThrope Jun 2015
(The Dragon Prince and LycanTheThrope collab)

Tongues have inspired the fallen notes
Halls left upon lowly senses

Fingers whisper a shining guide
Six lights to smolder
One time to count

Burn it beneath glory wells
Mortal souls shun the flesh

Withering silver decays among the divinity
Shrieking our innocence at the walls

Choirs of dark fair wounds slice behind our hearts
Speak west, until restful skies eye bare stars

Forgotten dreams grew so white
Smoke burns declaring unnumbered lingers sinning

Break me a new spine against the wildest demons
Eternal losses slain within black wounds

Holy water and treacherous sympathy mold along the oak
Tell me I didn't overdose on gold and rusty wires

~Lycan
*~The Dragon Prince
A collab between LycanTheThrope and The Dragon Prince

© Copywrite Lycan
LycanTheThrope Jun 2015
Let me bite off a guarded piece of your soul as payment
And I'll etch it's life into my song for you
I'll throw back my head and sing about your sorrows
Everything you've ever wanted
That never came true.

~Lycan

Veins are liars
Fallen moonlight conspires
And you're breaching the fires--
With lungs full of wires
Swapping pulses with swamp skin
And we have learned to fall in----


~Ahkira**

"I want you to go listen to her sing and tell me who you think she's singing about."
It's time for Wolf Girl to sing for her fallen friend
Two souls alike wandering in the night
Erenn's Collabs Feb 2015
Running and howling in pain
His fate was suppressed with stains
Of sins he enslaved. His onus relegated
truth of everything he's denied.
Now pleading for his life
He wants to be human again
"O beautiful moon that bestowed
this curse on me, I've deigned to your
eminence. I'll do anything,
So please set me free!!!"

Blood stains his clothes when the
transformation goes. Fever rises and
he’s left alone at dawn drenched in blood
and his transformation pain. While his
body aches as he left with shivers and shakes.
Bitten in the woods he’s been ****** by
the werewolf’s curse. He feels it
course through his veins in the middle of
the day. No prayer can make this curse go
away. Craving blood like never before he
ties himself up in shackles on his porcelain
bed room floor. Howling to the moon in the
dead of night. He breaks his chains from the
walls and looks at his claws as they cut through
the remaining clothes on his wolf body. Breaking
out free from his bedroom window making his
way down from the tree and off to the woods
where he can run wild and free. Hunting down
his prey and watching the blood drop from the
silver grey fur he finds another wolf like him near
the river stream. He runs over to ask him what
has happened to me. He howls to the moon while
saying you’ve got the gift to be forever free and
you'll never be the same again. You'll remain half
wolf and half human like me
.

Flabbergasted and petrified, this was not
what he had in mind. He wants to be human.
He wants to be free. The tears of innocence still
crying and screaming within "O brother of Lycans.
This curse that our gleaming mother has bestowed
upon us. This is a gift even the Lamias are in envy.
Feel the wrath and power O brother. Together, we
shall upraise the Lycan race!!"

His eyes grew bigger his claws grew longer.
He had to leave his old life behind. Family
and friends , college and work. All his dreams
suddenly came crashing down in just one day.
They soon turned to ashes of black and grey.
Time to cope with the life of the wild.
Time to leave beauty and become the beast.

*No more tears of innocence he said. Just blood spilling
and hunting for the ****.
Carolin Italics
Lycan means Werewolf
Lamia the first known vampire in Greek mythology.
Can't believe it's our 7th collab.hha
This time we try something new. Something out of our comfort zone. :)
Check out her account guys!
http://hellopoetry.com/carolin/
Martin Narrod May 2014
The likes of you I can't describe,
Yet I love to eat between your thighs.
The melody you spake to me
Unfolds my greatest sovereignty.
I crave to quaff all of your spit,
And swallow every drop of it.
Don't cheat me of your tasty flesh,
Those bare and supple ****** *******,
Your eyes that follow my firm gaze,
While we kiss and lick and misbehave.
I need to feel each piece of skin,
Smashing girl and boy parts over and over again.
It's such a treat to eat you whole;
I'm obsessed with eating 19-year-olds.
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Martin Narrod May 2014
We know you, and your little dark colors too. A picture book in your purse penned in mustaches on the full faces of your fare. We call you from bed, 8 o' clock in the morning, dog-light you slow wander the Peruvian darkness making jellyfish tentacles with your hands while you feel your way through Salem. We're colder than night and we wake thrice the bits of your day gig. You collapse in a green field of dandelion where thrushes drown you in Brown. We gorge ourselves on mango slivers, pineapple yolks, a half of grapefruit. We know you are close to your end.

On the tops of the cities you call to your lycan friends, the half-sick and muted bray allures them to you, from Bratislava and Mimon, the thoroughfare through the suq. We wait. The foregone untold, the beep beep jug jug swoop sound of the nightingale, in all her dun glory, we wait. Then, as if descending through the moor-lounging silver smoke, the cool stickiness to your fingertips; the fog.

We are there when the blue-less and smoky screen surrounds you, when you shank the auburn Scot hair of the sly fox that stalks, say, a cigarette from your lips. When you take the corners swiftly, gadding the streets. The prize king of vulpicide. You rub its matte fur against your bristly gray beard. And while you lay in your lumps of twelve carat flesh you bleat and you nag. One day you will never come home.
*Johnny 3:16 is an unattainable film featuring Vincent Gallo. The trailer for the film is available here

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