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Thoughts all tangled and all in a wreck

like two high speed cars head on they reflect.

a mess of twisted burning debree.

nothing matters, I'm a ghost here you see!

walk through life not seen by most.

even gods not my heavenly host!

The tears I can feel them well up inside.

but outside my eyes they never reside!

This body confined, forever my cell.

never be free of this tormention in hell.

All by myself, and forever alone.

The heart of my angel, never my own.

Here for centuries, with a heart beat it seems.

but the touch of this woman is only in dreams.

If ever I held a resemblance of life.

it must have been cut from me with a dull pocket knife!

the darkness takes over and the madness insues.

but to exit this world forever refused!

not that I dwell on the ever beyond.

just I would pray for the chance to be gone!

But never before has one answered my prayers

so why would I ask for heaven or repaires?

since the beginning when all this transpired.

all of the gods must have henceforth retired!

However for some reason they find them some joy.

forever they torment, forever their toy!

I Was born different then most. My body might have been used for a host. Born into a world of unrelenting pain, That on day one I drove my mother insane! Drug her round the room by the embillical cord, smashed in her face with the end of a board. Jumped up and bit the face off the doc, and chocked him to death with his own sweaty sock. The nurses all ran for fear of there lives, Because I was throwing the scalples like knives! The cops all rushed in with weapons drawn, Three of which I chocked with the nurse ladies thong. The next one I stabbed in the eye with a fork, The fifth one would die by snorting a stuffed stork! Ran out the back door naked from birth, And pissed on a dead man waiting for earth! Highjacked the chopper,flew off in the night, returned 38 years later to pick me a fight!





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Thru the mirror things I see. Death and distortion, pain times 3!

Demons well up and drag you down undernieth the bloodstained ground!

All your life you caused their fears, now it's you who will shed the tears!

Beaten down and robbed of life now you will know their pain and strife!

Not as bad as it may seem, even with a demon chewing your spleen!

Things will come that are so much worse like being ass raped in a hearse!

All your life you caused their grief, now your death is their relief!

Without a body now you see just how scary things can be!

Deep in the belly of the beast of Hell! I conjured my demons with a dangerous spell!

Thouht I was safe in the circle that night, Till a demon with 3 heads wanted to fight!

He bit off my arm and, swallowed it whole! I still stood firm, defending my soul!

Snached up my axe and, swung it just right. To lope off a head and, send it into the night!

Screaming in pain! It dove at me once more! I smashed in his face with the front of the door!

he clawed the door open and, Bit off my Butt! while leaving my back with a huge gaping cut!

Turning in anger and Thrusting my sword! Right in his Belly my blade it had scored!

I thought he was done, So began my retreat when he stomped on my forhead with huge nasty feet!

I drove my sword up with all off my might. A score to the heart had ended this fight!

Or so I had thought Till it began to disolve. Into my body the mist would evolve!

My body began to heal in a flash. While my mind was becoming increasingly trashed!

Suddenly I still there completely anew, with full knowledge and power from the demon I slew!

On the side of the road sat a run down old house,

vacant for years & infested with louse!

The inside was empty, lifeless infact.

While most of its structure prooved amazingly intact!

The steeples they seemed to reach up to the sky,

But down in the cellar I felt a desire to die!

The home it was endless in the depth of its wings.

While walking its hallways I began to see things!

The sounds had begun at about two and

steadily grew as the night would ensue!

At 3 in the morning the spirits would dwell

Out in full open, assention from hell!

Some tried to scare me while others just screamed.

1 tried to talk me out of making this castle my dream!

It came to my attention was the house of the Squallies.

Little pale creatures with a taste for tamalies.

People had entered this house of the dead.

Wine glasses where made from the remnents of heads.

The flesh they adorned like a new winter coat.

The remaining bones they threw out in the moat.

13 years after the last death occured

No signs of the Squallies can be seen or heard.

Still to this day it stands out in the Glades,

Emptied of life from relentless human raids!









Naiche

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