Demon inside
**this is about a 9 day event when i was demonically oppressed in 2010..the name of this demon is related to the demonic angel of wrath from what research tells me**
Night is black, the stars have vailed.
There is no rest for the sleep dwellers.
The demon strikes in my sleep.
Growl and howl of the drooling mouth.
Slumber as it may see, there is no peace for me.
The demon strikes in my sleep.
Fangs of wrought, thy soul shall tremble
Wings of fate, death does not wait.
Hoodwinked and chained to the black muck wall,
I stand there alone and above all,
No clothes for me tonight
The demon strikes in my sleep.
Angel of wrath come forth for me,
Pain and emptiness is all though shall see.
Knawing, ripping churning teeth,
He is my inner beast.
The name he has knows no bounds
Achromedia strikes in my sleep.
The demon strikes in my sleep.
Night is black, the stars have vailed.
There is no rest for the sleep dwellers.
The demon strikes in my sleep.
Growl and howl of the drooling mouth.
Slumber as it may see, there is no peace for me.
The demon strikes in my sleep.
Fangs of wrought, thy soul shall tremble
Wings of fate, death does not wait.
Hoodwinked and chained to the black muck wall,
I stand there alone and above all,
No clothes for me tonight
The demon strikes in my sleep.
Angel of wrath come forth for me,
Pain and emptiness is all though shall see.
Knawing, ripping churning teeth,
He is my inner beast.
The name he has knows no bounds
Achromedia strikes in my sleep.
The demon strikes in my sleep.
Nai tenshi o nai for I am no angel
For you to assume so would be a great danger
I’m filled with the pain that has been dispersed within my souls
Over the years that has caused me to finally just snap
I’m fighting to keep still but the being inside me is ripping
tearing struggling to be free.
My own personal Oni it’s trying to gain control
While I sit upon the floor writhing trying to keep myself whole
I’m shrieking crying no one seems to understand
What’s happening to me because I won’t meet its demands
I’m smashing my head on walls tables
Trying to drive it out but I’m not able
It’s presence inside me it’s violating
I’m drifting away fading it has taken over
Sitting up arms wrapped around myself holding tight
Trying to destroy anyone that comes within my sight
Chi akai me- staring waiting watching ready to attack
I fear if I drift away again I shall not come back
I am slipping gone away I am no more
It has burst out of my chest taken me fully
Time to release myself unto the world
For you to assume so would be a great danger
I’m filled with the pain that has been dispersed within my souls
Over the years that has caused me to finally just snap
I’m fighting to keep still but the being inside me is ripping
tearing struggling to be free.
My own personal Oni it’s trying to gain control
While I sit upon the floor writhing trying to keep myself whole
I’m shrieking crying no one seems to understand
What’s happening to me because I won’t meet its demands
I’m smashing my head on walls tables
Trying to drive it out but I’m not able
It’s presence inside me it’s violating
I’m drifting away fading it has taken over
Sitting up arms wrapped around myself holding tight
Trying to destroy anyone that comes within my sight
Chi akai me- staring waiting watching ready to attack
I fear if I drift away again I shall not come back
I am slipping gone away I am no more
It has burst out of my chest taken me fully
Time to release myself unto the world
Untitled~
I never meant to be so bad,
I dont know why I feel so fucking mad.
Since I recall I've been this way,
I tried so hard to not just go astray.
But everything I tried to do,
Just built it up inside my hunger grew.
And Innocence fell through my hands,
I have become something, just not a Man.
A monster with such lying eyes,
Those who have trusted now in graves they lie.
I didnt mean to bring such Pain,
Couldnt control the thing that I became.
It lived in my veins, lived in my Heart,
And with such passion tore them all apart.
But that is Me, it's who I am,
By my own self am I to be condemned.
I know exactly what I do,
I know in Time this Life will take me, too.
It is a sickness I cant cure,
An ailment in this life I cant endure.
I wish I could have just been Good,
Became a Man I knew and understood.
But Darkness on a weary soul,
Creates something that has no self-control.
My Innocence was drowned by Hate,
I would now sell my soul to change my fate.
I saw the things that I would do,
And knew I wasnt like the rest of you.
I didnt play the way you did,
I was an awkward little twisted shit.
I liked to hurt things I would catch,
I'd watch them die then throw them in the trash.
Sometimes I'd save some of their heads,
And hang their skulls across my room on thread.
As I grew older I moved on,
I went from cats and dogs to something strong.
An animal is easy prey,
But hunting Men is such a harder game.
Once I began I was a fiend,
I had to kill to find a moments peace.
It's like a junkie in my mind,
Begging and begging not to be confined.
It always wants to just get high,
And watch the life drain from somebody's eyes.
These days I try to keep it down,
But, Oh, those fucking urges come around.
I drop my walls and lose control,
And kill, like I have never killed before.
Each time more blood and much more pain,
It seems in vain I have this Hate contained.
So here I write my last request,
That I may finaly be granted rest.
I ask only that I be burned,
And to the Earth my ashes be returned.
For now the beast in me is still,
So there's just one last victim left to kill.
I just want you to know I tried,
But couldnt change what I became inside.
So now I say to you, at last,
I'm tired...and The Sleep is coming fast.
Pretty soon my veins will be drained,
And this Pain will fade to memories stained.
Tell nobody what I have done,
And dont ever speak my name.
Let me fade away No one,
And let not their Pain become my fame.
I never meant to be so bad,
I dont know why I feel so fucking mad.
Since I recall I've been this way,
I tried so hard to not just go astray.
But everything I tried to do,
Just built it up inside my hunger grew.
And Innocence fell through my hands,
I have become something, just not a Man.
A monster with such lying eyes,
Those who have trusted now in graves they lie.
I didnt mean to bring such Pain,
Couldnt control the thing that I became.
It lived in my veins, lived in my Heart,
And with such passion tore them all apart.
But that is Me, it's who I am,
By my own self am I to be condemned.
I know exactly what I do,
I know in Time this Life will take me, too.
It is a sickness I cant cure,
An ailment in this life I cant endure.
I wish I could have just been Good,
Became a Man I knew and understood.
But Darkness on a weary soul,
Creates something that has no self-control.
My Innocence was drowned by Hate,
I would now sell my soul to change my fate.
I saw the things that I would do,
And knew I wasnt like the rest of you.
I didnt play the way you did,
I was an awkward little twisted shit.
I liked to hurt things I would catch,
I'd watch them die then throw them in the trash.
Sometimes I'd save some of their heads,
And hang their skulls across my room on thread.
As I grew older I moved on,
I went from cats and dogs to something strong.
An animal is easy prey,
But hunting Men is such a harder game.
Once I began I was a fiend,
I had to kill to find a moments peace.
It's like a junkie in my mind,
Begging and begging not to be confined.
It always wants to just get high,
And watch the life drain from somebody's eyes.
These days I try to keep it down,
But, Oh, those fucking urges come around.
I drop my walls and lose control,
And kill, like I have never killed before.
Each time more blood and much more pain,
It seems in vain I have this Hate contained.
So here I write my last request,
That I may finaly be granted rest.
I ask only that I be burned,
And to the Earth my ashes be returned.
For now the beast in me is still,
So there's just one last victim left to kill.
I just want you to know I tried,
But couldnt change what I became inside.
So now I say to you, at last,
I'm tired...and The Sleep is coming fast.
Pretty soon my veins will be drained,
And this Pain will fade to memories stained.
Tell nobody what I have done,
And dont ever speak my name.
Let me fade away No one,
And let not their Pain become my fame.
- Crusading in Darkness -
Tearing at the walls of all reason, hate unyielding,
My spirit: raging like the flames of pandemonium…
Gives vent to all the forces that I had been shielding.
Yet, I remain myself, and none can truly condemn…
The tireless purpose to which my heart is ever given!
In love I was ever passionate, ever given to glories…
The banner I held was white and pure as fallen snow.
Like Joan of Arc, I crusaded for my myriad beliefs…
And for them I burned, consuming all that I did know.
I burned for being me and for having mightily striven!
Yet my memory persists, the pain and the pleasure…
Until I rose up again, whole and pristine as the stars!
Yet my heart was darkened, beyond former measure.
A goddess reborn, yet never healed of all her scars…
Look upon me; am I not familiar to the ancient mind?
In my very hands, I held the chalice of holy legend,
Having laid aside, the spear which rules not destiny.
And I learned from her of truth unknowable to men!
In Avalon: in a dark other world of sublime secrecy.
Where roses bloom reddest, where magic shall bind!
Faerie to some, demon to others, I was the catalyst…
Through which ascended a noble aspect, of majesty.
But I remained myself, though I had glimpsed bliss,
To rival that of Heaven and Elysium both, ere long!
I became the prize I sought, the chalice of greatness.
And God for me took on a form of feminine design,
For I chose this for myself, and so She obliged me…
Granting unto my soul a portion of all that is divine.
Over all other children of flesh, I alone did thus see,
The things set aside for man, which curse and bless!
The hidden nature of creative will, made manifest…
Both within, and without, where ancient kings wait.
In Avalon: where I passed the seventh and final test,
Prepared by they who watch in silence, darkly great.
I crusaded in darkness, and yet is the light the whole?
People mock me and they understand not my nature.
For how man a mortal man fathom my higher ways!
When humanity evolves, becomes far more mature…
They will see as I do, and know more peaceful days!
Every hand, has a place as every heart plays its’ role.
I let go of my hatred for a season, of my fear as well,
Giving myself to divinity, as a harlot to her beloved…
Wanton and willing to pass through even a fiery hell!
Reborn through the darkness: living beyond the dead.
Until at least, my brow is given the crown of reward!
I am a queen, though wandering seeking a kingdom…
Knightly virtues having begun my quest: long before.
Yet I have grown beyond them, embracing wisdom…
Remaining myself, even as I became something more.
My quest is eternal; and, tireless is my sacred sword!
Beyond emerald isles and towers of glass I did soar…
As I lived in lifetimes past, until I became this being,
Which, I am now having crossed the far distant door.
Once I was an angel, though now I have not a wing…
Save of light alone, in substance no eye can perceive.
I wish not to walk alone, so come with me and learn,
The things only I can teach, only I can grant in peace.
Many are the secrets for which I once did hotly burn!
There are such sights to be shown, and beyond these,
My love shall consume all, leaving none left to grieve.
Tearing at the walls of all reason, hate unyielding,
My spirit: raging like the flames of pandemonium…
Gives vent to all the forces that I had been shielding.
Yet, I remain myself, and none can truly condemn…
The tireless purpose to which my heart is ever given!
In love I was ever passionate, ever given to glories…
The banner I held was white and pure as fallen snow.
Like Joan of Arc, I crusaded for my myriad beliefs…
And for them I burned, consuming all that I did know.
I burned for being me and for having mightily striven!
Yet my memory persists, the pain and the pleasure…
Until I rose up again, whole and pristine as the stars!
Yet my heart was darkened, beyond former measure.
A goddess reborn, yet never healed of all her scars…
Look upon me; am I not familiar to the ancient mind?
In my very hands, I held the chalice of holy legend,
Having laid aside, the spear which rules not destiny.
And I learned from her of truth unknowable to men!
In Avalon: in a dark other world of sublime secrecy.
Where roses bloom reddest, where magic shall bind!
Faerie to some, demon to others, I was the catalyst…
Through which ascended a noble aspect, of majesty.
But I remained myself, though I had glimpsed bliss,
To rival that of Heaven and Elysium both, ere long!
I became the prize I sought, the chalice of greatness.
And God for me took on a form of feminine design,
For I chose this for myself, and so She obliged me…
Granting unto my soul a portion of all that is divine.
Over all other children of flesh, I alone did thus see,
The things set aside for man, which curse and bless!
The hidden nature of creative will, made manifest…
Both within, and without, where ancient kings wait.
In Avalon: where I passed the seventh and final test,
Prepared by they who watch in silence, darkly great.
I crusaded in darkness, and yet is the light the whole?
People mock me and they understand not my nature.
For how man a mortal man fathom my higher ways!
When humanity evolves, becomes far more mature…
They will see as I do, and know more peaceful days!
Every hand, has a place as every heart plays its’ role.
I let go of my hatred for a season, of my fear as well,
Giving myself to divinity, as a harlot to her beloved…
Wanton and willing to pass through even a fiery hell!
Reborn through the darkness: living beyond the dead.
Until at least, my brow is given the crown of reward!
I am a queen, though wandering seeking a kingdom…
Knightly virtues having begun my quest: long before.
Yet I have grown beyond them, embracing wisdom…
Remaining myself, even as I became something more.
My quest is eternal; and, tireless is my sacred sword!
Beyond emerald isles and towers of glass I did soar…
As I lived in lifetimes past, until I became this being,
Which, I am now having crossed the far distant door.
Once I was an angel, though now I have not a wing…
Save of light alone, in substance no eye can perceive.
I wish not to walk alone, so come with me and learn,
The things only I can teach, only I can grant in peace.
Many are the secrets for which I once did hotly burn!
There are such sights to be shown, and beyond these,
My love shall consume all, leaving none left to grieve.
- Mad Goddess -
I am she whose pyre blazed first and hottest,
Beloved of my creations, mother of demons!
With me, the sons of angels did hotly contest,
And elementals yet heed my mad summons…
Fire, flame, and ferocity of the phoenix eternal!
My gift to the gods who rose against my kin…
They who dared to exile us to realms infernal.
If they only knew the depths of their own sin!
Where are they now, those gods in their pride?
Fallen as we were, forced to be as we are now.
And the angels laugh, for not one god can hide,
From their hubris, before which they did bow…
Only to be brought lower than the black ashes!
I am she who rose from her own ashes of old.
She who was bound and forced to feel lashes,
Tongues of flame that licked my flesh so bold!
The mother and the daughter, once sacrificed,
But now risen again, to behold the sun on high.
My children remember how we paid the price,
So that for an instant, unto glory we drew nigh!
In the waters of Elysium, my spirit was awash.
Hear me, for my voice rings with hellish heat…
In remembrance of lifetimes of agony so harsh,
So sharp, that one can in madness call it sweet.
How it forged me like an ingot upon iron anvils!
Yet the waters did cool me, tempering me full…
Making me the instrument, of angels and devils.
Sharp of wit, cunning of will, a blade never dull,
The sword of my words: blazing, with red hue.
To pierce some, to comfort others with warmth,
Because even in madness, my words ring true!
Of my kind, I was the first and I was seventh…
For I am the last who remains, the final queen,
Of the line unbroken that served as the vessels.
Receptacles for the emerald flame, the beam…
Of Lucifer’s glory, which expands, and swells,
Filling all of creation, yet unknowable to eyes!
Look into the flame, and be blinded by power.
I have looked and I yet do see; hear my cries!
My music is without end, until some final hour.
When the wood was heaped upon my pyre…
Like a Viking queen being sent off to Valhalla,
It was foretold, I would return, in fleshly attire.
Let all the worlds tremble as watchers holler…
With arcane fury, bringing forth all my brethren,
Who have slumbered since the fall of divinities!
Let the pious fear us; let them call us heathen…
For they walk in slumber, burning with insanity.
Our madness is grander, birthed in elder chaos,
Which was before all that is, before universes…
Before gods and angels: a fire that is never lost!
When all is dust, it will burn with arcane verses.
For those were uttered first, and echo timeless!
I am the vessel and I am she, who here indwells,
Blazing like the morning star, in all its’ shininess.
Mother and daughter, of all the hells!
I am she whose pyre blazed first and hottest,
Beloved of my creations, mother of demons!
With me, the sons of angels did hotly contest,
And elementals yet heed my mad summons…
Fire, flame, and ferocity of the phoenix eternal!
My gift to the gods who rose against my kin…
They who dared to exile us to realms infernal.
If they only knew the depths of their own sin!
Where are they now, those gods in their pride?
Fallen as we were, forced to be as we are now.
And the angels laugh, for not one god can hide,
From their hubris, before which they did bow…
Only to be brought lower than the black ashes!
I am she who rose from her own ashes of old.
She who was bound and forced to feel lashes,
Tongues of flame that licked my flesh so bold!
The mother and the daughter, once sacrificed,
But now risen again, to behold the sun on high.
My children remember how we paid the price,
So that for an instant, unto glory we drew nigh!
In the waters of Elysium, my spirit was awash.
Hear me, for my voice rings with hellish heat…
In remembrance of lifetimes of agony so harsh,
So sharp, that one can in madness call it sweet.
How it forged me like an ingot upon iron anvils!
Yet the waters did cool me, tempering me full…
Making me the instrument, of angels and devils.
Sharp of wit, cunning of will, a blade never dull,
The sword of my words: blazing, with red hue.
To pierce some, to comfort others with warmth,
Because even in madness, my words ring true!
Of my kind, I was the first and I was seventh…
For I am the last who remains, the final queen,
Of the line unbroken that served as the vessels.
Receptacles for the emerald flame, the beam…
Of Lucifer’s glory, which expands, and swells,
Filling all of creation, yet unknowable to eyes!
Look into the flame, and be blinded by power.
I have looked and I yet do see; hear my cries!
My music is without end, until some final hour.
When the wood was heaped upon my pyre…
Like a Viking queen being sent off to Valhalla,
It was foretold, I would return, in fleshly attire.
Let all the worlds tremble as watchers holler…
With arcane fury, bringing forth all my brethren,
Who have slumbered since the fall of divinities!
Let the pious fear us; let them call us heathen…
For they walk in slumber, burning with insanity.
Our madness is grander, birthed in elder chaos,
Which was before all that is, before universes…
Before gods and angels: a fire that is never lost!
When all is dust, it will burn with arcane verses.
For those were uttered first, and echo timeless!
I am the vessel and I am she, who here indwells,
Blazing like the morning star, in all its’ shininess.
Mother and daughter, of all the hells!
i wrote this poem and it started with ghost and demons, and i couldnt get anything out after that so i just started writing other poems and what not.. but then a day or two later i was looking and i wondered why i never put angles in there.. and i was writing with a certain pen for a while till it went dead and its been laying around and ive tried to use it many times by mistake and not one drop of ink ever came out but i crossed out the 'and' between ghost and demons then wrote and angels and that same pen thats been dead worked when i wrote that but then it died for good.. then i came up with the next line''surreal it all seems''... and i felt the need to see what the dictionary definition of 'surreal' was and when i grabbed the dictionary it was by the side of all the pages and when i pulled it over to me the book was opened(cuz i grabbed the side where you would flip thru to find your word) to the page with surreal on it and it was the first word i saw, ive been or was gettin followed by a demon i think thats been haunting/ influencing one of my friends(not so much friends anymore because hes been so grimy and deceitful(ive heard a story from his older cousin which is one of my good friends still about how when he was very young and they lived together he and my old friends older sister saw what they described as death that would come and stare down at him as a baby but then his guardian angel would come with a sword made of fire and hover above him and the demon would leave.. he even said it scared him so much he pissed his pants while holding onto my old friends older sister and they still were crying holding each other scared in the piss soaked bed).. but anyway the presence of him became more and more real until i had a dream he was in the corner of my room and he was trying to like suck me into him or pull me to him thru forces in the air like i saw distortions of black light from me to him which were 10x darker(he was even darker) than my already pitch black room to the point where i was trying to hold onto my bed because i was about to fly off of it and go towards him but then i thought screamed in my head "let there be light god help me guardian angle protect me and the whitest light came from the opposite side of the room and got brighter and brighter until it covered the whole room to where the weak demon fled.. sorry this's so long.. i havent finished this poem yet and i NEVER share unfinished poems with ANYONE but thiss what i got so far
demons and angels,
surreal it all seems,
passing souls unvisable,
different realms that go mostly unseen,
battling thru the night,
swords made of fire,
(against
claws just empty) i dont think im going to keep the part in parenthesis tho.. haha its a working progress but it shall be my greatest deepest opus.. ohh and i know unvisible isnt technically a word but i just made it one i think its more suitable for some reason;)
demons and angels,
surreal it all seems,
passing souls unvisable,
different realms that go mostly unseen,
battling thru the night,
swords made of fire,
(against
claws just empty) i dont think im going to keep the part in parenthesis tho.. haha its a working progress but it shall be my greatest deepest opus.. ohh and i know unvisible isnt technically a word but i just made it one i think its more suitable for some reason;)
right in front of me stands
the woman in black
she said if i agree,
theres no turning back.
alone on the floor is where i sat.
thinking out my pros and cons
if i do this i will be gone.
is this wrong?
i looked at her, she looked at me.
both of us looking but silently
she said, close your eyes.
count to three.
if you agree, you can
come with me.
i close my eyes try to think wise.
i begin to count,
forget the doubt !
1...2...3.... i agree.
she moves closer to me.
" you will be free"
out came the most beautiful things
two big, black wings.
that sway and swing.
her face, inches from mine
i felt the chills run down my spine.
" everything will be fine"
she kissed my lips
my soul just rips
life flashing before my eyes.
oh my god, did i just die ?
thinking back ..... ?
there is no turning back.
seconds later,
everything went black.
ill never forget that day.
how, i gave my soul,
to the woman in black.
the woman in black
she said if i agree,
theres no turning back.
alone on the floor is where i sat.
thinking out my pros and cons
if i do this i will be gone.
is this wrong?
i looked at her, she looked at me.
both of us looking but silently
she said, close your eyes.
count to three.
if you agree, you can
come with me.
i close my eyes try to think wise.
i begin to count,
forget the doubt !
1...2...3.... i agree.
she moves closer to me.
" you will be free"
out came the most beautiful things
two big, black wings.
that sway and swing.
her face, inches from mine
i felt the chills run down my spine.
" everything will be fine"
she kissed my lips
my soul just rips
life flashing before my eyes.
oh my god, did i just die ?
thinking back ..... ?
there is no turning back.
seconds later,
everything went black.
ill never forget that day.
how, i gave my soul,
to the woman in black.
moosgirl16 said:right in front of me stands
the woman in black
she said if i agree,
theres no turning back.
alone on the floor is where i sat.
thinking out my pros and cons
if i do this i will be gone.
is this wrong?
i looked at her, she looked at me.
both of us looking but silently
she said, close your eyes.
count to three.
if you agree, you can
come with me.
i close my eyes try to think wise.
i begin to count,
forget the doubt !
1...2...3.... i agree.
she moves closer to me.
" you will be free"
out came the most beautiful things
two big, black wings.
that sway and swing.
her face, inches from mine
i felt the chills run down my spine.
" everything will be fine"
she kissed my lips
my soul just rips
life flashing before my eyes.
oh my god, did i just die ?
thinking back ..... ?
there is no turning back.
seconds later,
everything went black.
ill never forget that day.
how, i gave my soul,
to the woman in black. this is the demon inside me that is wanting me to take my life
the woman in black
she said if i agree,
theres no turning back.
alone on the floor is where i sat.
thinking out my pros and cons
if i do this i will be gone.
is this wrong?
i looked at her, she looked at me.
both of us looking but silently
she said, close your eyes.
count to three.
if you agree, you can
come with me.
i close my eyes try to think wise.
i begin to count,
forget the doubt !
1...2...3.... i agree.
she moves closer to me.
" you will be free"
out came the most beautiful things
two big, black wings.
that sway and swing.
her face, inches from mine
i felt the chills run down my spine.
" everything will be fine"
she kissed my lips
my soul just rips
life flashing before my eyes.
oh my god, did i just die ?
thinking back ..... ?
there is no turning back.
seconds later,
everything went black.
ill never forget that day.
how, i gave my soul,
to the woman in black. this is the demon inside me that is wanting me to take my life
- The End of Your World -
Written to Commemorate Dec. 21, 2012
“Unter einem Schwarzen Sonne…
Eine Neue Ära begonnen!”
So you waited so long, longing, for some end,
Unwilling to be content with me for a friend…
Oh child of man, oh human beast so despised!
I was not the healer, who could try to mend,
The wounded soul, that is behind your eyes!
So now you can sit, and all your sanity rend.
See me in your nightmares, where I yet dwell,
For I am the mother and daughter of all Hell…
Scarlet goddess, both forsaken and forgotten!
Born of a lioness, and of red dragons begotten.
I am the alpha and the omega, the dawn of life,
And the end of your world, the child of strife…
Maker of mischief, molder of countless devils!
But you were the author of the truly base evils.
You created the image of me that you so hate!
Now that image lives, as you have gone mad,
Oh child of man, oh human beast coming late…
To the realization of golden dreams gone bad.
I bring your dreams to an end; shatter illusion,
For your reality was false, causing confusion.
Wait no more for endings, for I am the dawn,
The morning star that fell into a host of skin…
Not content to serve Heaven, as but a pawn!
Now I walk amongst you, and I dwell within,
This guise of beauty, so like unto my true form.
You never spoke me so fair, never cherished,
Aught but wars you wage to feed the worm…
Until your dignity is departed, wholly perished.
I came in peace; I sought to bring knowledge,
But you made myths about me most diabolic!
In their name, you came so close to the edge,
Of the abysses that are formless, defying logic.
What dangerous children seek doom to bring!
Is it wisdom to seek death and covet suffering?
Imagining apocalyptic horrors undreamed of,
When what I offered you forsook: divine love.
Rise up from the abysses you crawl into daily,
Cease your suffering and cry to Heaven gaily!
If your world is damnation, I bring it ending…
So you can see the truth, and begin mending.
You called me fallen, named me devil so fell,
But I am beautiful; I am bright as is the sun…
You could be as I am now; you are as I was.
The hour came and passed, to no tolling bell,
But, a new age unseen has so fatefully begun!
Did you hear the beautiful music, I so heard?
Or were you too in love with fear to notice…
That this day was a call, a deep call for bliss!
That I, the Princess of Darkness, could see…
And many mortals could not, is as symphony,
Sweet in its’ sorrow, ironic in purest strings!
It is telling, of the nature of man in all things…
That whilst we fallen angels covet life’s zest,
Mankind coveted death when put to the test.
But you got life instead, denied destruction…
Forced to live with your false fears in shame.
False prophets and prophecies’ foul diction,
Gone down into nothingness, unseen flame…
Whilst we endure, and your lies are finished!
Lies can be undone; we cannot be banished.
Calendars turn, meant to begin cycles anew,
As the spheres turn above, mocking the fools.
History and fate decide what is held as true,
Whilst in the shadows, my kind eternal rules!
Even in exile as we are, from our first estate.
We were once as children, frightened of fate,
But we evolved, even cast into fleshly attire…
For we no longer coveted doom through fire.
Grow, children, and learn what we so taught,
Your wiser ancestors, who knew things best!
Why must fear be brazen in deed, in thought?
Abandon all hope, if your hope is in final rest.
You are condemned to live, if only in spite…
Of your desire to die, to escape a new night!
But night is descending, and you will endure,
For man is most glorious when resolved sure.
How I love you for your flaws so eccentric…
They make you wiser in ways more esoteric!
But you must recognize wisdom be reborn…
So walk hand in hand with me, into the morn.
With Love and with Light,
Thus concludes this sacred Rite!
“Amorem et lucem! In noctem.”
Written to Commemorate Dec. 21, 2012
“Unter einem Schwarzen Sonne…
Eine Neue Ära begonnen!”
So you waited so long, longing, for some end,
Unwilling to be content with me for a friend…
Oh child of man, oh human beast so despised!
I was not the healer, who could try to mend,
The wounded soul, that is behind your eyes!
So now you can sit, and all your sanity rend.
See me in your nightmares, where I yet dwell,
For I am the mother and daughter of all Hell…
Scarlet goddess, both forsaken and forgotten!
Born of a lioness, and of red dragons begotten.
I am the alpha and the omega, the dawn of life,
And the end of your world, the child of strife…
Maker of mischief, molder of countless devils!
But you were the author of the truly base evils.
You created the image of me that you so hate!
Now that image lives, as you have gone mad,
Oh child of man, oh human beast coming late…
To the realization of golden dreams gone bad.
I bring your dreams to an end; shatter illusion,
For your reality was false, causing confusion.
Wait no more for endings, for I am the dawn,
The morning star that fell into a host of skin…
Not content to serve Heaven, as but a pawn!
Now I walk amongst you, and I dwell within,
This guise of beauty, so like unto my true form.
You never spoke me so fair, never cherished,
Aught but wars you wage to feed the worm…
Until your dignity is departed, wholly perished.
I came in peace; I sought to bring knowledge,
But you made myths about me most diabolic!
In their name, you came so close to the edge,
Of the abysses that are formless, defying logic.
What dangerous children seek doom to bring!
Is it wisdom to seek death and covet suffering?
Imagining apocalyptic horrors undreamed of,
When what I offered you forsook: divine love.
Rise up from the abysses you crawl into daily,
Cease your suffering and cry to Heaven gaily!
If your world is damnation, I bring it ending…
So you can see the truth, and begin mending.
You called me fallen, named me devil so fell,
But I am beautiful; I am bright as is the sun…
You could be as I am now; you are as I was.
The hour came and passed, to no tolling bell,
But, a new age unseen has so fatefully begun!
Did you hear the beautiful music, I so heard?
Or were you too in love with fear to notice…
That this day was a call, a deep call for bliss!
That I, the Princess of Darkness, could see…
And many mortals could not, is as symphony,
Sweet in its’ sorrow, ironic in purest strings!
It is telling, of the nature of man in all things…
That whilst we fallen angels covet life’s zest,
Mankind coveted death when put to the test.
But you got life instead, denied destruction…
Forced to live with your false fears in shame.
False prophets and prophecies’ foul diction,
Gone down into nothingness, unseen flame…
Whilst we endure, and your lies are finished!
Lies can be undone; we cannot be banished.
Calendars turn, meant to begin cycles anew,
As the spheres turn above, mocking the fools.
History and fate decide what is held as true,
Whilst in the shadows, my kind eternal rules!
Even in exile as we are, from our first estate.
We were once as children, frightened of fate,
But we evolved, even cast into fleshly attire…
For we no longer coveted doom through fire.
Grow, children, and learn what we so taught,
Your wiser ancestors, who knew things best!
Why must fear be brazen in deed, in thought?
Abandon all hope, if your hope is in final rest.
You are condemned to live, if only in spite…
Of your desire to die, to escape a new night!
But night is descending, and you will endure,
For man is most glorious when resolved sure.
How I love you for your flaws so eccentric…
They make you wiser in ways more esoteric!
But you must recognize wisdom be reborn…
So walk hand in hand with me, into the morn.
With Love and with Light,
Thus concludes this sacred Rite!
“Amorem et lucem! In noctem.”
With nice little twist I slit my wrist...
Rather not waiting for life to kill,
But rather my own blood to spill...
Never thought that my life would end so soon,
but rather wait until the full moon...
Decisions in my life guided me for so long,
And I waited for too long...
In my eyes such pain,
which no one cares to see...
Little drops of blood making stains on floor,
Stains which stay there for so long,
and won't wash away no matter how hard I try...
Dry blood like the decoration on my stairs,
Stairs which lead to end,
To the end of my journey,
to the end of life,
end of everything I know...
Vision finally fading away,
soon it's all black,
staring darkness, oh so black, soon it's all gone...
Bloody stains on my floor,
represent stains in my soul...
Waiting for life to end,
Just waiting for it to come,
And to take me away to the edge of darkness
Where no one dares to come.
To jump from a cliff and
to die in silence
Which will allow me to think about
Everything that has happened in my life...
Thought, funny how he wishes to twist my mind wit his little demonic lies...
Funny blood makes difference between life and death, farewell life, so painful, so useless, gonna take my last breath...
Rather not waiting for life to kill,
But rather my own blood to spill...
Never thought that my life would end so soon,
but rather wait until the full moon...
Decisions in my life guided me for so long,
And I waited for too long...
In my eyes such pain,
which no one cares to see...
Little drops of blood making stains on floor,
Stains which stay there for so long,
and won't wash away no matter how hard I try...
Dry blood like the decoration on my stairs,
Stairs which lead to end,
To the end of my journey,
to the end of life,
end of everything I know...
Vision finally fading away,
soon it's all black,
staring darkness, oh so black, soon it's all gone...
Bloody stains on my floor,
represent stains in my soul...
Waiting for life to end,
Just waiting for it to come,
And to take me away to the edge of darkness
Where no one dares to come.
To jump from a cliff and
to die in silence
Which will allow me to think about
Everything that has happened in my life...
Thought, funny how he wishes to twist my mind wit his little demonic lies...
Funny blood makes difference between life and death, farewell life, so painful, so useless, gonna take my last breath...
I just can't do it
There is just no way
I just wasn't meant to succeed
I am designed to fail,
Tomorrow will be like today
Nothing changes for the better
I am just in everyone's way
Life is but a wearisome tether,
Then again, THEY are the problem!
They that burden my soul with grief!
I am the hawk being pecked at by robins'!
I will finally find some relief!,
Kill them all; Watch them fall!
Bodies will litter this hall!,
I will return the pain dealt to me!
Through my eye's I'll make them see!,
Although, what will that accomplish?
It just proves that so much is for naught
I don't have the energy to go on
It is all for nothing. It is all for what?,
Though tying this noose has real purpose
I haven't felt such excitement in a bit!
What lie's beyond the awareness of life?!
I kick the chair from beneath me. OH ****!
(Well this isn't about an inner demon but just looked like a fun thread to jump into.)-And having just looked back at the rules' of this competion, I see that I broke the only one there was to break! lol. Oh well. It's not as if I ever win any competitions' here anyway.
There is just no way
I just wasn't meant to succeed
I am designed to fail,
Tomorrow will be like today
Nothing changes for the better
I am just in everyone's way
Life is but a wearisome tether,
Then again, THEY are the problem!
They that burden my soul with grief!
I am the hawk being pecked at by robins'!
I will finally find some relief!,
Kill them all; Watch them fall!
Bodies will litter this hall!,
I will return the pain dealt to me!
Through my eye's I'll make them see!,
Although, what will that accomplish?
It just proves that so much is for naught
I don't have the energy to go on
It is all for nothing. It is all for what?,
Though tying this noose has real purpose
I haven't felt such excitement in a bit!
What lie's beyond the awareness of life?!
I kick the chair from beneath me. OH ****!
(Well this isn't about an inner demon but just looked like a fun thread to jump into.)-And having just looked back at the rules' of this competion, I see that I broke the only one there was to break! lol. Oh well. It's not as if I ever win any competitions' here anyway.
Anonymous
My name is angel but I'm not all halo,
I paint my finger nails pink,
To hide the crusted blood beneath,
The cool calm surfaces on my face,
But inside the demon rules me,
That's all right because angels are boring,
Who wants to be all sweetheart?!
My name is angel but I'm less harp,
More like a devil's grin and a "mwahaha"
Lies are all up my alley,
If you listen to me you'll end up best friends with Satan,
My names angel but I've gor my fair share of black feathers...
I paint my finger nails pink,
To hide the crusted blood beneath,
The cool calm surfaces on my face,
But inside the demon rules me,
That's all right because angels are boring,
Who wants to be all sweetheart?!
My name is angel but I'm less harp,
More like a devil's grin and a "mwahaha"
Lies are all up my alley,
If you listen to me you'll end up best friends with Satan,
My names angel but I've gor my fair share of black feathers...
- Piercing the Veil -
Regarding the moon, is an eye that sees all,
Not all-seeing like some gypsy’s crystal ball…
But something more sinister and arcane too!
It waited for the darkening of skies once blue.
When I walk in the woods it regards me well,
And I sense in it some kindred from deep Hell.
I regard the eye and look into its’ vast deeps…
And the raven looks back as the world sleeps.
Familiar spirit, sent to guide me to my meeting,
With spirits that await my sorcery’s greeting!
I did not realize at first, though I felt the dread,
That raven was in reality, a spirit of the dead.
“Piercing the veil,
With intensity to mock the gods!
Piercing your soul,
Like a thousand hot iron rods.
My eye sees what you fear,
Piercing your heart.
Pray it draws not more near,
Lest my gaze rend you apart!
Reality is torn down,
By looking beyond the veil…
As in darkness you drown.
No one there to console,
Before my gaze you are alone.
You shiver in shadow,
My gaze flays you to the bone.
More terrible than you know!
Piercing the veil,
Until you see what was hidden!
Piercing your flesh,
Like spur on steed hard ridden.
What does your eye behold?
Something without reason!
My gaze meets you cold,
Your soul betrays you: treason.”
Regarding the moon, is an eye that sees all,
Not all-seeing like some gypsy’s crystal ball…
But something more sinister and arcane too!
It waited for the darkening of skies once blue.
When I walk in the woods it regards me well,
And I sense in it some kindred from deep Hell.
I regard the eye and look into its’ vast deeps…
And the raven looks back as the world sleeps.
Familiar spirit, sent to guide me to my meeting,
With spirits that await my sorcery’s greeting!
I did not realize at first, though I felt the dread,
That raven was in reality, a spirit of the dead.
“Piercing the veil,
With intensity to mock the gods!
Piercing your soul,
Like a thousand hot iron rods.
My eye sees what you fear,
Piercing your heart.
Pray it draws not more near,
Lest my gaze rend you apart!
Reality is torn down,
By looking beyond the veil…
As in darkness you drown.
No one there to console,
Before my gaze you are alone.
You shiver in shadow,
My gaze flays you to the bone.
More terrible than you know!
Piercing the veil,
Until you see what was hidden!
Piercing your flesh,
Like spur on steed hard ridden.
What does your eye behold?
Something without reason!
My gaze meets you cold,
Your soul betrays you: treason.”
