Ruler of darkness

Certain Times

There are fires  
and there is uncertainty;
that corrals the uncertain.
Panic that scatters them.
I sit here and burn.

Having lost what I have
and taken from every loss a lesson.
I find that my searing flesh
is bearable.
I take from this heat
severed nerve endings
severed reminders
and turned
every burn and every scar.

Lessons, hard ones.
That rarely, if ever
come cheap.
If I were to detach,
turn away and burn endlessly in anger.
My pride and honour, this two headed beast
would have me burn for an eternity.

Through my bloodline
the fires have cleansed.
They've taken
claim to lives also.
I'll take my cut
to the front
and leave the rest in the fire.

Dark Roses

The moon howls
Upon my studded masculine skin
Piercings glistening
From my chest, ears and lip
Silver chain hanging
From one nipple to another
Tribal tattoos bulge
From my shoulders to my hip

Shadows of the night
Dancing with my body
Markings of my thoughts
Alive in this night
Misty thick air dampen
My harden intentions
Fangs heated with desire
For a molten sultry bite

Bathing before me
In the misty moon light
Gift from the gods
To fill my appetite
Sensually place upon a stone
A throne of seduction
Pale skin glitters of diamond dust
Lying on graphite

Ringlets of fire
Shading her emerald eyes of lust
Fire tips provocatively dancing
With the wind on her milky breasts
Bashfully her legs are closed
To hide her secret ambitions
Smooth curves that shiver
Revealing her inner contest

Black and purple pedals
Of soft leather roses
Silver stem polished
Dressed in slinky black lace
Thorns of barbed wire
Dripping blood of resistance
They hold her to the stone
Gift from the temptress of pain

I reek of carnal prey drive
Her scent attacks me deep
Awakened demons howl
From the core of my beast
My eyes licking at her fears
As they erect in the cold air
Looking down at her grinning
Salivating to what will be my feast

Clutching her beautiful face
I gaze into her sea of beauty
I drink it from her exhales
As I steel her breath away
I absorb her shaken screams
As they run down her face
Haunting words invade her
Welcome to my world of decay

Spreading her purity
Her essence cradles me
Stroking my deliverance of evil
Preparing her destiny
Arching her back with force
Other hand behind her neck
I impale my blackened soul
Into her worst fantasy

Deep into her warmth of innocence
Her wetness turns to sand
My fangs rip into her neck
Injecting nightmares of death
Her bright eyes fading away
One last tear escapes her
Wetting the tip of my pleasure
My passion rises at her final breath

Thrusting one last blow
With my invading hardened pleasure
My hands drop her body
As I surge demons inside her
Gripping her plump breast
I squeeze the nectar from her
Sugar coated delights
As I devour each one from her

She fades into dust
The wind caries her throughout my realm
Painting my dark skies death red
With the blood of tears
Laying on my back gazing
To my kingdoms horizon
Sea of death floats in the air
Thriving in a ocean of fear

Reign of Bkackness

 

Blackened embedded in flesh 
Eyes black as my soul 
Capacity of light beyond range 
Ripping Apollo from locus 
Reconstitute darkness of my fate 
Asphyxiated within its deep 
Rising from sheol 
Valley of shadows and death 

Love is steep cold to the touch 
Forbiddance of embrace 
Consequential feeling 
Only then when taking your breath away 
Feeding my abyss 
Scrutinize you while dying 
Soul escapes from your windows 
Flows into mine 

I am the way 
Prepare for salvation 
Dark angle of retribution 

There is no penance in my stare 
Chocking, silencing you 
No mercy in my heart 
Empty and hollow 
Cursed is my brutal truth 
See into the eyes of my black soul 
No forgiveness is thy art 
Reign of bkackness 

Abducting innocence 
Raider of dreams 
Laying you down 
Back to the clay in which you were created and baptized from 
All that remains 
Bones left exposed 
Dried up spring 
Roots that once dug deep, rotted 

I am blackened 
Embedded in flesh 
Eyes are as black as my soul 
Rising from sheol 
Valley of shadows and death 
Fear me 
Im as wicked as I come 

-ADuarte

Monster

I hate you
With a burning searing passion
Who you are and what I've become
Wanting to choke the living life out from you
Kill you and watch you burn into cinders
I know there isn't anything good in you
No other reason to look at myself
For you wont find anything good in me
Wrestling with Jakob
My angry soul endures
Heart broken, asunder
The angel has been overcomed

A howling comes from within
Black doves fall from the sky, in flames
My rattle hums
Soul begins to burn, red orange glow
Monster in me rises against the son
Serpentine skin begins to glisten
Cant seem to break free from these chains
That bound me to my prison irrevocable sins
Emptied soul, afflicted spirit

Take these off
Take'm off from my heart
Takes these chains off
Take'm off from my heart

Apollo burns outside
My sun a total eclipse
I'm a blackout inside
Everyday is another black day
Another black day rises in me

Tired of looking inside
Pass the face of fear
Into the deepest darkest regions of my valley
Crosses that burn
See the flames higher and higher
Staring straight into the eyes
The monster that's in me
The monster that has killed me
Tired of looking inside
Just wanna shatter the windows to thy soul
Split my chest open, rip my heart out
From the vampire that's constantly
Feeding away at my black
Never getting enough
Fangward deep into my rivers
Draining, Blackening my soul
Blackened is my end
Fallen into obscurity
Killing all that I am
Never is my sun to be born again
Darkening in vain

I'm burning
Smell its appetite
High as a serpents vie
Yellow eyes filled with diminished hope
Falling from my sky, sinking
Embracing the night
Feeling cold inside
Serpentine spirit
Black soul
Dammed

-ADuarte  

PHANTASMORGASMIC

I can see her,
Phantasmagoric,
In the lantern’s light.
In my screams,
She takes delight.
She watches me,
Phantasmorgasmic,
Inside she twitches,
Moistened dead flesh,
Pushing against the stitches.

In lifeless throes, she takes the bone
And rams it home, by the tomes
The word of the snakes, it slakes
Thirst that bakes by the lake
Of burning flames, she plays the game,
What a shame, that she must mar
Those flawless features.

Dipping with juice, she’s so loose
Upon the noose, do you have a clue
Of horrors that taste, upon the waste
That she shakes from the gates?
Necromantic love, shunned by above,
If only use a glove to numb
The hardcore scenes.

Her sensual curves,
Sets me to burn.
Her lacerations,
Make me blow.
Every night I burn
For her return,
Still I yearn
For the turning
Of the churn.

Her necrotic flesh, my only wish
For a dish of my hunger quenched.
Tasty delight, in the night
Before she takes flight, I am quite
Surprised to see, her beyond the trees,
When she leaves me alone
In such suffering.

I can see her,
Phantasmagoric,
In the lantern’s light.
In my screams,
She takes delight.
She watches me,
Phantasmorgasmic,
Inside she twitches,
Moistened dead flesh,
Pushing against the stitches.

IN THE NAME OF LUCIFER

(Based on the life of Gilles de Rais)
 
 
He was such an innocent little man
One of such nobility in all of the land,
Take from his vaults, give to the poor,
The highest of esteem among the lords.
Nights of joys held at his estate,
Keeping little children up too late.
 
A wonderland full of joys
A fantasy full of toys.
 
He came to them in a silk red robe
And the keys of his humble abode.
Chocolate candies line his pockets
For only the joys of his rocket.
“Tell no one, little one, of our game
Or there will be a price to pay.”
 
For decades it continued like this,
Childish giggles and orgasmic bliss.
Perverted games played beyond the moat
Hundreds of innocents forced under his coat.
But too soon the perversions turned too great
And deeds in his mind gone and sealed their fate.
 
A wonderland not what it seems
A fantasy full of little screams.
 
In the name of darkness, a sacrifice,
A chorus of crying laments in the night.
Parents never learned of the Count
Never heard a voice, not even a sound.
Once every night necrophilia begins anew
Pounding the dead bodies of those he slew.
 
All of this in the name of Lucifer,
A promise of sacred secret splendors.
Sadistic games of swinging ropes,
Endless slave children forced upon the goat.
Lacerations peeling virgin skin,
Music in the night of the screams that rent.
 
A wonderland to take your breath
A fantasy full of death.
 
Past the doors lit by the moon
Is a cellar filled with doom.
Hundreds of children wrapped in shrouds,
That came from the farms and towns.
Parents desperately trying to find
Their way into the predator’s mind.
 
Clues compiled that lead to the truth
Seeking vengeance now seems moot.
Townsfolk gather with burning torches
Came eventually to the Lord’s porches.
Dragged him off into the night
And set his estates alight.
 
A wonderland full of blood
A fantasy of his knees in the mud.

FATE MAYBE FOOLING AROUND


Dark as the night was her long hair,
grabbed from behind
by someone lurking
in the devil's lair.
Sheer death screaming
ripped out her breath,
as she tried to fight
her attacker's endless thrust
of mixed pain and lust.

Beware of the moonless night
you might end up
a victim
of someone's lust.
Young body left for dead
hidden in a sack without a head
floating in a river of woes,
endlessly floating...
trying to reach the sea of justice,
screaming silently for heaven's grace.

How many more lives will fall apart
and become victims before they depart
from the effects of forbidden drugs?
The drug user turned rapist
is also a victim of this cruel world;
two lives entangled by sudden twist,
Fate maybe fooling around.
How cruel could it get
when the law is defied
by someone's greed,
when those in power
delight in mockery,
and travesty of justice?
How many more victims
shall perish without justice?
Fate maybe fooling around.

"The black prophecy"

I'm wild
Evil, ruthless and sadistic
I heed to no call
And destroy the pro created
I think of only myself
Carelessly slaying the pure
I siege happiness
And crush it in my hands
I was given the gift of destruction
I embrace the dark's cold,
And snuff out the wicked light.
I dream of black skies
And razor blade winds
Spilling and spewing blood
Raping and pillaging the innocent.
Their pain is my pleasure
I have no remorse for their discomfort
It is my destiny to destroy
And serve my purpose in bliss
I'd slay the gods if I could
Watching their blood leak
Upon heaven's floors
Humanity does not exist
It stands to fall
I will fuck death
With my unholy shaft
I fear no living nor dead.
I only wish for life to end.

Attila The Hun
Video:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZMbBzLqIYvs
 
My style is like Attila The Hun and Godzilla—IN ONE!
The definition of militant in skill of the tongue,
Pillaging whole villages, villainous scum,
Dumb guerrilla...get rid of him, or give him a gun,
God, forgive him...disease is a key component,
It feeds a greed for opponents, and needed to keep focused,
I know you’ve seen it—I walk these streets like I own 'em,
And don't even need a reason to BRING IN KINGS, AND DETHRONE THEM!..
It's not grand-standing, if I'm a promise of quality,
The only madman who can give a god a lobotomy...
I'm an anomaly...living to tell a tale—
about giving Hell a democracy; spinning compelling prophecies...
That split seas, lift Jesus, and reach well into odysseys,
I’ve gotta be God, if not…it seems wrong,
‘Cause how can I be five-foot-nine…and KING KONG?
A righteous leprosy…I could never be trusted,
Hybrid of everything—that could NEVER BE FUCKED WITH,
Life is a legacy…mine will never be done with,
Right from pregnancy—I was meant to be judgement,
I’m your reckoning…THY SECOND COMING IS GUNSHIPS!
I was inevitable…there's no tolerating wack shit,
I’m just incredible—out there, depopulating has-beens,
Pack your shit, or back it up—either way, I'll bury you,
That passive shit ain't stacking up…Jesus came to carry you—
away from here...anywhere away from here—
except there's no escape from fear...
They built my throne from the bones of conquered opponents,
Can’t be killed by drone, snub-nose, monsters or cobras…
You’re gonna need a double-dose of stronger explosives,
You ain't got what it takes...verse for verse, I will murder you!
I am New London, motherfucker...the unmerciful...
 
Copyright © 2013 Travis J Gibbs, The Ant1-Her0 Project

Totally kick-ass this is deep dark, and sensual all in one, love it

The Irish lad is laying butt naked on the floor
Without a fucking breath left to breathe

I try my best to remember yesterday
But yesterday felt like a fucking goth party
So how can i believe homicide was transpiring

I use my keen eye to rewind the tapes of time
And i flinch when i find  the corpses and
That he bled because of my teeth
Digging in much too deep

I damn near broke his spine
Arching his back with mine
Every time i did succeed
In redefining stride

I hear i thrust like a god of pelvic luck
From those who died connected to me
And who more alive than all theses seas combined
Because i brought their chariot home

I heard they are happy
With their mutilated bodies
And broken bones
As i piss into their souls

I consume their crimson hearts
And broken bones until nothing remains but jokes
Constructed of femurs who provoked
The dark side of my soul

The Sadist In Me

There is a depraved      
dark side to me      
one that imagines a hell      
in which Lucifer and his fallen      
hold orgies of the most sinister type      
     
all the fallen have names      
though they are too sacred to be uttered      
to the public so they where masks      
and are announced by their twisted forms of torture      
     
the most beautiful women are brought in      
to the arena this is a competition      
to see which fallen one can be the most cruel      
     
Lucifer looks on licking his lips      
Lilith by his side stroking him      
     
Asphyxia comes in and chooses      
a beauty from the stable of women      
ties her to a table and puts a bag over her head      
puts a hot curling iron in her pussy and fucks her with it      
as she is struggles for air      
screaming a muffled scream      
swollen and blistered he then fucks her with his cock      
she convulses gasping her last breath      
but then no one really dies in hell      
     
you die endless deaths      
     
Lunatic comes up next and Lucifer moans      
his beauty is a coy little blonde      
she is shackled to the table      
he waves his hand over her      
and she is covered with      
ass holes, pussies and mouths      
he calls in his demonic horde      
they have long dark tendrils      
entering her every orifice        
sexually violating her      
making their way to her brain      
where they play out all there sick fantasies      
she is fucked and drunk dry from the inside      
until she is nothing but a shell      
     
Pyro comes up in flames      
sets his lovely one on fire      
a large mirror over her      
forced to watch her beauty melt away      
too ugly to fuck the audience laughs      
as she screams in agony      
her name vanity while on Earth      
     
Lucifer fails to cum while      
watching this display      
there will always be more      
days for depraved torture      
there is no winner today      
the story goes on      
     

                                              Sinister Cocytus
                                              forever weeping
                                              mouths frozen shut
                                              dismembered heads
                                              on a lake of blood
                                              ripped necks
                                              with a single bite
                                              long cape
                                              dark night
                                              half man
                                              half demon
                                              blade teeth
                                              gushing flesh
                                              shadow breed
                                              on any human
                                              it will feed
                                              underworld death
                                              sinners lair
                                              serpents poison
                                              scorpions flair
                                              wickers hide
                                              no escape
                                              sepulchers cry
                                              eternal fate
                                              condemned to the deepest
                                              gores of hell
                                                                                             
                                                     

Congratulations Paul.....your write was well deserve of the win. Enjoyed it. Congrats to you as well Blacksoul.....enjoyed yours as well. They were all great.....wonderful talent here for sure. Am honored to be runner up....thank you! JW....thank you for a fun comp. :)