Aug 23, 2009

Foul One

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Our brother, thou cast from Heaven,

liar is thy name.

Thy kingdom come, thy evil be done,

on earth as it is in Hades.

Give us this day our daily meat,

lay waste our debts,

for thine is the torture,

the torment, the pain.

Reptilian demons dancing

to a wicked chant.

Evil doers conjuring, begin to incant.

Calling their master, lord of flies,

paying his penance, king of lies.

Beelzebub, foul one, evil incarnate,

his minions scream and they celebrate.

Thriving on hatred, envy and fear,

Hell is here now, and Hell is here.

Dull red light burning,

smoke in the air,

lost souls are howling,

time fabric tears.

The foul one, he smiles,

has his time come?

Powered by hatred,

has he finally won?

Beelzebub, Satan, evil incarnate,

rising, now rising, fueled by their hate.

Oozing his evil, thriving on fear,

now is the moment, look around,

is he really here?

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  1. Thanks for this Poem Dedicated to My Humble Person!

  2. Wow, very deep and dark poem, I like your choice of words and imagery in this a lot.

  3. I LOVE this - The other side of the Our Father and so on... Great job and perfectly blends with the photo.

  4. Until you invite your demons to dinner, you can't start the feast.

  5. Can I make this as my daily prayer? lol.

    I think I can put some lines of of my works..

    Hopes vanishing, desires begin to melt as the hand loses its grip.
    Faith begins to disintegrate.

    Night will come, beliefs will turn to decay
    Darkness shall forever stay.