"hellspawn" poems
Aloft in my helium balloon
I watch the cloud formation.
White puffs of water vapor
Play scenes of battle simulation.
Of great dragon wars
and vast rebel forces
Colliding with hellspawn
and gladiators with horses.
Soldiers impaled on billowing swords,
Dragons in full embattled flight,
Brash vivid images up in the heavens
Lead to victorious imaginings this night.
Jul 9, 2011
Jul 9, 2011 at 4:12 PM UTC
From fascism to fascism,
Through a softer, sly disguise,
Under Satan’s dark baptism,
Tiny worlds meet their demise.
Genocide and degradation,
Artificial to the core,
Spirit’s death and mind’s stagnation—
Drowning deep in filth and gore.
Fear and blind submission lead us,
All foundations cast aside.
From fake plagues to beasts they breed us,
Till the herds are stupefied.
Fools don’t set the night in motion—
They need sheep, not hell unleashed.
Empty heads find full devotion
If their coats are soft and sleek.
But what path is left for moving?
Hell is here, it’s not ahead.
Hellspawn rule us, all-consuming,
Feasting on the souls they bled.
Politics is just a circus,
Where the clowns obey commands.
Truth is drowned in lies on purpose—
Crowds don't bite the guiding hands.
So, they earn their fate in measure,
For the madness owns their breath.
Not for years, but times unmeasured
They have worshipped lies to death.
Feb 6, 2025
Feb 6, 2025 at 2:01 AM UTC
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Satellite twos, Saplant end master orian's human hellspawn
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Apr 8, 2014
Apr 8, 2014 at 12:29 AM UTC
Came running home to write this
As I forgot my journal!
Thou shalt not walk
When you cannot write!
What begins as laughter
may end as fire.
Each line I write
is a pact with myself.
Every thought a potential poem
Every poem another facet of myself
I never let y’all slip again
And find myself in deadness.
Summoning the most violent demons
Force them into most beautiful forms
Breaking their neck
By calling their name
Boiling down my pain
Into handsome melodies.
I killed my hellspawn
With an atheist’s prayer.
Aug 14, 2025
Aug 14, 2025 at 7:33 AM UTC
"To brave the Northern Pass
in dead of winter? Thou has
resigned thyself to death."
"We fear not death, nor hardship
for we are fighting men.
War calls us North and we shall
go to defend our homeland."
The cold was hard, but not as
the sight that froze our blood.
The Beast, he roared and shook its
mangy head. A muttered curse, an
oath swore to see the hellspawn dead.
Our swords like fire, sang a song of
lethal steel. The beast had met its match,
five strong warriors who fought back to back.
Alas the Beast would not so easily be slain,
and saw I him four my brothers maim.
"He took my eye, but I his head. A small price
for him to pay. By his hand four my Brothers dead.
So hear my tale green young lad, and heed its
meaning well. For that pass in Wintertimes
holds no horrors steel can't quell."
Mar 21, 2010
Mar 21, 2010 at 6:35 PM UTC
Blazing down the midnight streets, driving faster with every beat.
The higher the mile, the bigger the smile.
At this great speed, they felt at peace.
Hoping that it would finally allow them to outrun their life of greif.
Lights flicker, fingers numb.
It hurts so much.
Knives claw through the memories.
Faster.
"Please!", they cry out.
Fingers release, speeds increase.
There it was.
Clarity.
"Amy is right, Chad ***** major ***
She drove her pink Hummer to the sorority house.
"Yaaaaas, Queeeeeeen!"
They yelled.
"Chadsworth is gone!"
Cheers went round and their souls rebound.
But Chad was near, he always was, because Chad was an interdimensional demon.
1063629 was it's /name/
Sorority in flames, ladies Instagraming the pain.
1063629 sees this and claims
"/names not found/ feel pain! Emote!"
Empty space.
1063629 cries.
It is alone again.
Soul shattered in the war of JPSL20.
Alone in shame of loss.
Tears of an interdimensional demon.
Like glue.
Glue.
I love you too.
Glue cracked the sky.
Crazy glue.
Stuck on you.
Glue cracked the earth.
Hades ruptures beneath.
Hellspawn rise up from the shattered surface realm.
Glue.
The new savior lost, in a battle with the demon 1063629.
In 46-70 the Lord of Demetrius defeated the beast once known as; 1063629.
Glue was the cure.
Earth sealed with glue.
Sep 24, 2020
Sep 24, 2020 at 2:50 AM UTC
When the demons come out to play,
And the angels lose their faith;
The unholy will rule.
Heaven, Olympus, nirvana no more.
The darkness will ***** out
Every flame that dares burn bright.
The world will be devoured whole.
Humanity will not survive.
Oh, but there will be humans
Millions of men and women.
Man will **** man, woman will **** child.
The angels will fall from grace.
The demons will rise out of their graves.
When the blood is shed,
All sheep of a same colour.
The fleece will fall off,
The wolves will once more stalk.
Hellspawn never really came from hell.
Gabriel, Michael , Raphael; they too were ordinary men.
Jul 31, 2015
Jul 31, 2015 at 2:48 PM UTC
I'm a hellspawn suffering, in a world of angels
Perfection and happiness, so never attainable
alienated from the ones I love,
turbulent but forever low.
Dying slowly and bathed in anguish,
emotions I'll never show.
Ballad of the Baphomet's first born, my seventeenth and final poem
soul is forever split down the middle but I always lean to evil, I don't know how or why.
guess that's what happens when you expose a tortured soul.
thought I'd find warmth in love, but you know how that goes
cuz tenacity and optimism, were seeds that were never sewn
I sound pessimistic but happy feelings I've outgrown
in my soul I feel a torrential void of darkness and repressed unshowns
and fire where the demons lurk,
it's no surprise I'm alone.
cuz no one's a ******* artist, I'm a minority in my household
and in my country too.
always defeated, always retreating
no-one to run too, I have to face my demons
but I lost that fight, my entrails hang from the ceiling
gave them passage to my heart, through the ****** sequins
I smoke cuz I'm afraid of the thoughts i think when i don't sleep enough
like how I'm worthless and undervalued,
the true thoughts I optimistically decline.
I know you love me but I don't love myself
and that's the ******* problem, I got ******* problems
and no way to solve them
except a brain and solemns,
but they don't solve my problems.
Cuz it's in the silence,
that I hear the violence,
between my eyelids,
and that's why I don't sleep I cry.
i have four dimensions, soul, mind, body and spirit
but i'm down to three, cuz i sold my body to spirits
lost my mind, and now my spirit's gone too
nothing but a shell and his soul, is this what it's come to?
goodbye world, I'll miss you dearly
but I'm not right for you, you've shown that clearly
I can't even die in peace, cuz the silence speaks
it has my voice, it says
"Cry to me, I gave you darkness and I can take it back.
Give me your last dimension, and I can save you.
Your soul's already broken, might as well let me fix it
I'll give you the debts the world was owing you, and three sixes
and for future reference you can call me savior."
and I sat there, didn't have **** to say
but I did look him in his eyes
and I said **** you; but ask me later.
Dec 18, 2017
Dec 18, 2017 at 5:26 AM UTC