Death whispers sweet nothings into deep sleep.
Change is coming and chaos is here.
Embrace it like an old friend.
The anger filling up.
Reaching and flickering like a growing flame.
Drowning all caught in it's path like a flood.
A flood of flame.
Tearing and ripping flesh to pieces not hearing pleas for mercy.
Riots in the streets caused by one powerful thought of destruction.
Heart stopping pleasure in the thought of pure agonized pain.
Unstoppable forces creating more than imagined.
More than any nightmare could dare.
Scisors snapping bone, teeth tearing meat.
When the blood drips down the throat of the beast it growls low in exstacy.
Warmth stolen from another chilling the core of existence.
No way to heat a cold flame.
No way to cool a boiling ice.
Reality is no more and chaos is everything.
Futile attempts at sacrifice to redeem favor.
The laughing never stops.
It will haunt you forever.
It will rape you of all you could have been.
It is your joy.
It is your torture.
It is your masochistic pleasure.
It is your demise.
Monday, November 3, 2008
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