Submissions by HadesRising
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Fornications Inside the Pentagram
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Poisoned Candies for Wicked Delights
Beware the strangers in dark alleys at night
Offering poison candies for wicked delights
Such as with demons that semen the whores
A succubus spread out on marble top floors
Children in shadow offer fake prayers
Piling lies upon layers of layered layers
So help me, Jesus, just what have I begun?
Once such a proud man now stricken to crumbs
A crimson signed paper sealed the deal
Now a toy to the dark one at last until
The end of time that creeps up from our backs
Lives of such hardships is what makes us...
Offering poison candies for wicked delights
Such as with demons that semen the whores
A succubus spread out on marble top floors
Children in shadow offer fake prayers
Piling lies upon layers of layered layers
So help me, Jesus, just what have I begun?
Once such a proud man now stricken to crumbs
A crimson signed paper sealed the deal
Now a toy to the dark one at last until
The end of time that creeps up from our backs
Lives of such hardships is what makes us...
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Poetry for Death Addicts
Deep inside the moistened earth
Worms are given rebirth
Feasting on the freshly dead
Maggots crawl inside the head
The putrid smell of rot and decay
A lovely smell to those in graves
Seeking the flesh to fill their maws
The eaters are bound to no man’s laws
But what happens if you’re still alive
As the critters set up their hive
Under your skin the eggs hatch?
Inside your veins they will latch
Eating and sucking at the blood flow
In agony you scream from your hole
You are alive but you are left for dead
What’s that moving inside...
Worms are given rebirth
Feasting on the freshly dead
Maggots crawl inside the head
The putrid smell of rot and decay
A lovely smell to those in graves
Seeking the flesh to fill their maws
The eaters are bound to no man’s laws
But what happens if you’re still alive
As the critters set up their hive
Under your skin the eggs hatch?
Inside your veins they will latch
Eating and sucking at the blood flow
In agony you scream from your hole
You are alive but you are left for dead
What’s that moving inside...
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Ashes to Dust
ASHES TO DUST
Catch a waft of rot on the breeze
Coming from the dead in the trees
Swinging as they cook in the sun
Flies have set the eggs in
Blank eyes stare from the lease
Decorations from the surgeons of war
Crimson pools staining the killing floor
No one is safe, women or children
All will fall to the will of God
To try to fill a voided core
The power of God, papers in hand
Giving license to the land of the damned
Swinging in the rain for word of man
Ashes to dust for those of the damned
...
Catch a waft of rot on the breeze
Coming from the dead in the trees
Swinging as they cook in the sun
Flies have set the eggs in
Blank eyes stare from the lease
Decorations from the surgeons of war
Crimson pools staining the killing floor
No one is safe, women or children
All will fall to the will of God
To try to fill a voided core
The power of God, papers in hand
Giving license to the land of the damned
Swinging in the rain for word of man
Ashes to dust for those of the damned
...
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The Cult of Bathory Mother: The Countess Part 3
In this world or the other
We will instill fear with our order
In truth and shadow we exist
By the blood of the Mother.”
Trapped inside with the succubus sisters
They look inside my soul
Bare witness to my dark temptations
Make me howl without
As I sink into the hole
Tears they fall like pouring salivations
Cannot contain myself
With this cult a Transylvanian witches
Caressing flesh and sucking
My soul into Hell
“Ponder onto this mortal
She can see you from the portal
Her face...
We will instill fear with our order
In truth and shadow we exist
By the blood of the Mother.”
Trapped inside with the succubus sisters
They look inside my soul
Bare witness to my dark temptations
Make me howl without
As I sink into the hole
Tears they fall like pouring salivations
Cannot contain myself
With this cult a Transylvanian witches
Caressing flesh and sucking
My soul into Hell
“Ponder onto this mortal
She can see you from the portal
Her face...
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Beneath the Blood: The Countess Part 2
Through the mist of failing winters
Ponder upon the shrouds
Under the blanket of loose snowfall
Can you see the face
Peeking from the ground?
Lured inside with a promise of riches
Poisoned poetry whispered
A trick to catch those of common
Only to be strung in the night
And among the vespers
A crimson countess
So pale beneath the blood
A blood red goddess
Slit the skin, let loose the flood
An utmost chimeric personality
Full of surety, anger and doubt
Steadfast constables on the case
Read between the lines...
Ponder upon the shrouds
Under the blanket of loose snowfall
Can you see the face
Peeking from the ground?
Lured inside with a promise of riches
Poisoned poetry whispered
A trick to catch those of common
Only to be strung in the night
And among the vespers
A crimson countess
So pale beneath the blood
A blood red goddess
Slit the skin, let loose the flood
An utmost chimeric personality
Full of surety, anger and doubt
Steadfast constables on the case
Read between the lines...
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Winter Moonlight
Late last night
A scream pierced the night
Within the shadows
Under the moonlight
Screams become howls
Unleash the beast
A morbid taste for flesh
Raise the hackles
A wolf pack with a wish
To become gods
Free yourself
From the shackles
Be yourself
When lightning crackles
Lose humanity
Take on the features
Become God
Of a lunar creature
Join the pack
In nightly delights
Claim the bitch
Before she takes flight
Lead the pack
On nightly...
A scream pierced the night
Within the shadows
Under the moonlight
Screams become howls
Unleash the beast
A morbid taste for flesh
Raise the hackles
A wolf pack with a wish
To become gods
Free yourself
From the shackles
Be yourself
When lightning crackles
Lose humanity
Take on the features
Become God
Of a lunar creature
Join the pack
In nightly delights
Claim the bitch
Before she takes flight
Lead the pack
On nightly...
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Blood Upon Bathory: The Countess Part 1
The Countess awaits in her bathing chambers
For the next virgin sacrifice
The secret to eternal beauty
Lies with the young flesh, will suffice
Bathing in the blood of the innocent is
Her way to deal with age
Slitting the young girl’s throats
It seems, is a perfect way to feed the rage
(Bring me another one
And another one
I dine on their final breath
Bring me another one
And another one
I will relish in their death.)
In her orgasmic throes she plans for centuries
To the drink blood of the young...
For the next virgin sacrifice
The secret to eternal beauty
Lies with the young flesh, will suffice
Bathing in the blood of the innocent is
Her way to deal with age
Slitting the young girl’s throats
It seems, is a perfect way to feed the rage
(Bring me another one
And another one
I dine on their final breath
Bring me another one
And another one
I will relish in their death.)
In her orgasmic throes she plans for centuries
To the drink blood of the young...
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Withered
Lo, how this lust for power has brought me low
Broken and withered like a corpse
So many days of seething hatred
Has burned as much to leave me shattered
And torn
Thought by myself to be among the dead
Rotting away in a lonely grave
I have learned I am merely a wisp
A shadow of the man as I used to be as I
Shun the day
I have haunted bridges and jailed in towers
Like a wolf with a broken jaw
Harmless to all as if I armless
I glide silently at the mid-nightmare hour
Within the halls
Consulted long ago...
Broken and withered like a corpse
So many days of seething hatred
Has burned as much to leave me shattered
And torn
Thought by myself to be among the dead
Rotting away in a lonely grave
I have learned I am merely a wisp
A shadow of the man as I used to be as I
Shun the day
I have haunted bridges and jailed in towers
Like a wolf with a broken jaw
Harmless to all as if I armless
I glide silently at the mid-nightmare hour
Within the halls
Consulted long ago...
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Ares Within
Stand there with sword in hand
Last one standing won’t be man
Blood of the gods run in your veins
In war, leave a stain
Stand-alone, fight ‘til death
Gasp again, take your last breath
The gods inside you, always
You will seize the day
In the depths of Tartarus, you have lost the path
The sirens sing your song
That those before you feel the wrath
Righteousness of the wrong
Rise from Hades once more
Only gods know what’s in store
Storm of violence hit’s the streets
‘Til man’s obsolete
"I cannot stand...
Last one standing won’t be man
Blood of the gods run in your veins
In war, leave a stain
Stand-alone, fight ‘til death
Gasp again, take your last breath
The gods inside you, always
You will seize the day
In the depths of Tartarus, you have lost the path
The sirens sing your song
That those before you feel the wrath
Righteousness of the wrong
Rise from Hades once more
Only gods know what’s in store
Storm of violence hit’s the streets
‘Til man’s obsolete
"I cannot stand...
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The Gods of the New Apocalpyse
As they rip through space
News gods of a new race
They have for a grand entrance
Their powers are so enhanced
Us, who live, will be the damned
To be that of those called man
There will be no fight from us
Look in their eyes, see the bloodlust
Take our world, take our plunder
Our meager soul cannot sate the hunger
Tomorrow is day of the eclipse
From the Gods of the new Apocalypse
Show we'll take our place
Just to continue our race
Worship the image of the face
Black eyes rimmed in flame
Staring through us at our shame...
News gods of a new race
They have for a grand entrance
Their powers are so enhanced
Us, who live, will be the damned
To be that of those called man
There will be no fight from us
Look in their eyes, see the bloodlust
Take our world, take our plunder
Our meager soul cannot sate the hunger
Tomorrow is day of the eclipse
From the Gods of the new Apocalypse
Show we'll take our place
Just to continue our race
Worship the image of the face
Black eyes rimmed in flame
Staring through us at our shame...
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THE PRIVATE JOURNAL OF DETECTIVE JACK DENHAM
Shit, I’m out of cigarettes again
One hell of a way for the day to begin
A full clip and an empty pack
Not enough time spent on the rack
And he is still loose somewhere out there
Killing at will and without a care
Grab a brew before I head out the door
I should have a care, but what the hell for?
Another day of trails and a wild goose chase
What I would give to put him in his place
Behind bars or under a slab
Maybe there’ll be results from the lab
On the way in I saw a blood drenched man
Running away from the scene of a scam...
One hell of a way for the day to begin
A full clip and an empty pack
Not enough time spent on the rack
And he is still loose somewhere out there
Killing at will and without a care
Grab a brew before I head out the door
I should have a care, but what the hell for?
Another day of trails and a wild goose chase
What I would give to put him in his place
Behind bars or under a slab
Maybe there’ll be results from the lab
On the way in I saw a blood drenched man
Running away from the scene of a scam...
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