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I enjoy writing poetry, usually dark, bloody and twisted. I'm a fan of Edgar Allen Poe and Stephen King, though I will read just about anything...
You can find some of my writing in my journal, eventually, I may add most of my work. You can find my other work at allpoetry.com/dmonik.
Music: Manson, Nine Inch nails, Rob Zombie, Korn, Within Temptation (face it, Sharon is HOT!) and just about everything else. I will listen to just about anything, but metal is where my heart is. :)
-Poetry and Lyrics-
If Death came knocking at my door
I'd gladly let him in
I'd invite him by the fire
And recount my successes and sins
I wouldn't put up a struggle
I wouldn't cry and scream
I'm fed up with living for everyone
Tonight, I die for me
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Torn out of your grave deprived of your eternal sleep
I'm anxious to steal if for your corpse I want to keep
Your journey for Elysium I stopped before in begun
Sent through dimensions for me your flesh and soul
For you none
I attract misery like a light attacks moths
I need you all dead I get off funerals
Ghostfaced assassin invisible for eye and ear
In life and in death I got you in a chokehold
Of fear
When I have killed you I let you hide in death awhile
After you all dead I get off on funerals
Come with me now and I'll open you eyes
Killing for me is a pleasure not even found
In paradise
A blessing for the wicked
A chalice for the cursed
To ride the nights as frightening dreams
Within the devils hearse
Welcome to the neverdead
This life was just your first
I'll never let you go I'll never set you free
You can always pray but in the end you follow me
All to be entombed and buried you are all my prey
All Morningside mortuary where the dead
No longer is that way
A nightmare for the blessed
And those who puts god first
To see what's afterlife is like
Within the devils hearse
You are now the neverdead
From here on the nightmare only gets worse.