#sain
Mountainous caverns
And cavernous depths
Plague and pillage taverns
Bridle beleaguered breaths
Forward the hour
And hoist the scattered skies
Time not to cower
Behind blatant lies
Prepare for the downfall
As the mountain gives way
Gruesome, thunderous brawl
Is my death in this day
If an avalanche is hell
Then I am surely home
Brokenly beaten and well:
Where chaos freely roams
Forget not our rise
For we are not our sins
But saints in the skies
Banefully, ****** kin
I am a vagabond in hell
And a vagabond: I am free
As heaven rings a final knell
While the mountains collapse for me
Aug 20, 2018
Aug 20, 2018 at 5:20 AM UTC
WOULD YOU RATHER DIE BY THE MOAT AROUND THE CASTLE, OR BY THE ***** OUT IN THE RAIN?
TORN APART BY THE TERROR OF THE WATERS,
OR BY THE JAWS OF THE ENSLAVED?
Lets reek havoc, we can all take turns
annihilate the whole human race
let us watch this ******* place burn
an eye for an eye, a mangled face
an eye for an eye, a mangled face
destroy this whole decrepit place
decimation of the known race
Lets reek havoc, and see the toll it takes
WOULD YOU RATHER DIE BY THE MOAT AROUND THE CASTLE, OR BY THE ***** OUT IN THE RAIN?
TORN APART BY THE TERROR OF THE WATERS,
OR BY THE JAWS OF THE ENSLAVED?
WOULD YOU LIKE TO STAY TO SEE YOUR GOD DETHRONED?
TO SEE THE CHANGE IT BRINGS?
DO YOU WISH TO HEAR THE WARRIORS OF THE APOCALYPSE, AND THE SONGS THEY SING?
SOME PEOPLE JUST WANT TO SEE IT ALL BURN
TO TEAR IT DOWN AS THE WORLD TURNS
REEKING HAVOC ON THE WHOLE **** PLACE
DESTROYING HISTORY LEAVING NO TRACE
COME ON BACK TO THE WALL AND SEE IF THEY'LL LET YOU IN. GO ON AND ROLL THE DICE, AFTER ALL ALL IT IS YOUR LIFE MY FRIEND
GREEN MEADOWS YOUR BODY LIES BELOW, HANGING BY A THREAD ON THE END
IT WAS REALLY OVER BEFORE IT ALL BEGAN.
DO YOU WANT MISERY TO JOIN THE WORLD NO LONGER ALONE?
TO FREE THEIR TROUBLED SOULS?
DID YOU THINK YOU WOULD ESCAPE YOUR DEMISE
YOU MUST PAY THE TOLL
THERE IS A PRICE FOR LIFE, THAT YOU'LL SOON KNOW
YOURS IS THE LIFE I STOLE.
SOME PEOPLE JUST WANT TO SEE IT ALL BURN
TO TEAR IT DOWN AS THE WORLD TURNS
REEKING HAVOC ON THE WHOLE **** PLACE
DESTROYING HISTORY LEAVING NO TRACE
THIS IS NOT ONE OF THOSE THINGS
WOULD YOU RATHER DIE BY THE MOAT AROUND THE CASTLE, OR BY THE ***** OUT IN THE RAIN?
TORN APART BY THE TERROR OF THE WATERS, OR BY THE JAWS OF THE ENSLAVED?
May 11, 2016
May 11, 2016 at 2:01 AM UTC
First we'll use Spahn
then we'll use Sain
Then an off day
followed by rain
Back will come Spahn
followed by Sain
And followed
we hope
by two days of rain.
Gerald V. Hern. 5/8/2016.
May 8, 2016
May 8, 2016 at 2:31 PM UTC
I've suffered through life
Now there is parasites
They bore into my brain
Leaving me less than sane
They nibble and chew
Eating holes right through
Sleepless nights
Nothing's right
They stir up thoughts
Making my mind rot
Parasites of the awful kind
Reliving dark memories that they find
There is no cure, no hope
For the gun, the knife I *****
To end this wretched life
To rid myself of these parasites
Feb 19, 2016
Feb 19, 2016 at 2:14 PM UTC