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Dream a Dream No More
07:22 Nov 06 2006
Times Read: 616

Dream a Dream No More







As I lay sleeping one night, a vision began to consume my mind. I could see the universe, our galaxy. I could see the very earth as it became clearer I found myself speeding toward it standing in the midst of what could only be Eden. Clouds rolled by, birds sang and everywhere around me hundreds, no thousands.Even more, millions of cradles swaying back and forth gently in the breeze. And as I walked through the rows upon rows, the soft cry of an infant began to fill my ears. First one, then two;then ten then fifty, then one hundred and so on.Crying out wah wah until it was louder than a thunder clap. Filling my ears sending pain through my body, causing my ears to bleed;and me to fall to my knees in pain. Just as the pain became overwhelming and I began to lose consciousness, I heard the cries change from wah, wah, wah, to why, why, why. With my last grasp at consciousness, the world was blasted by a horrific ball of fire, and I saw the tiny cribs with delicate hands reaching up toward the sky. Suddenly reduced to ash, their cribs, their bodies, nothing more than mere shadows, burnt into the ground. Then all was black. I cannot tell how much time has passed, until I rose to my feet and the sight that I saw is now forever burned, not only into my memory, but into my immortal soul. Where rows of cribs had stood, now stood rows of tiny mounds adorned with grave markers shaped as crosses. And the very earth itself had been torn asunder with festering gaping wounds, as far as the eye can see. As the smell of burning flesh filled the air and stinging gray ash fell from the sky, as I looked upward, past the moon to where the stars would have been. Now nothing more than an inky black abyss with a blood red sun.

Seeds of Sorrow
07:18 Nov 06 2006
Times Read: 617

Seeds of Sorrow







From my seed of sorrow sewn



The winds of rage now have grown



That whips the flames of my hate



That heats the fire that burn hells gate



Now my madness is unleashed



To fill the veins of every savage beast



That roam and prowl in deepest dark,



that hunt the faint and fear of heart

THAY COME.
08:21 Nov 04 2006
Times Read: 618




They seek my destruction.





My enemies long for my blood they wish to feast upon my flesh.



They plan my UNDOING and relish in the THOUGHT of my downfall.



They seek to consume my family and my friends.



They gather in numbers in the darkness gathering strength from EVIL.



They tried to misdirect me as they hunt me to destroy my soul.



I will not go quietly, I declare my existence will contain.



From the ashes of my enemies from the Gore of fallen rivals,



I will trumpet my triumph and I will eat the sweetbread of victory.



I will lay waste to their tree and prune off all the branches,



uprooting the stomp and burn away its foundation.



My seed will flourish long past their demise and when they laps form



memory . Their plans will be laid to rubble, their dreams destroyed.



There comrades and friends who protect them shall be dashed to bits.



Their loved ones shall curse their names and seek the solace of the grave.



I hear the approaching footsteps of my enemies, I know they come from my



body, my blood and my soul. But I am not afraid, I stand ready I lay in wait.



For they thought that they would bring the battle to me, let them come for



When they get here they will find me waiting with war.