what do you do when yoiu greatest fear is upon you?,
what do you do when you meet you greatest frear,
the creature in the dark that stalks and hunts you?,
as you start to screem in terror you feel the pain,
ripping tearing driving you insain,
or is your fear another dear?,
what about falling through the sky,
wandering weather you are gonna die,
spirits of dead friends suddenly catch you?,
as they cry and scream why'd you let me die?,
terror burns through your soul and yet again i ask you,
what do you do when your greatest fears upon you?,
mabey you should listen to what i say,
when the moments true follow my advice,
awaken,
with a mane ablaze,
and eyes of emerald,
she rides toward you,
as you lay asleep,
sent by her equine lord,
the mare of the nights rides forwards,
bearing her title and burden,
both are nightmare,
and those whom behold,
her appearance stops them cold,
her ebony skin as she dives into your home,
and stands by your side,
and delivers her message,
stamps her foot and is gone,
as you awake in terror,
you may see her seal,
befor it slowly fades,
away,
EMBREE!
a tear for those forgoten,
a tear for those Rememberd,
a tear for those who luagh,
a tear for those who cry,
a tear for those nobody else would shed a tear for,
this is why i write,
this is why i cry,
this is why when i see you fade,
inside i slowly die.
i draw a picture with a knife,
it's on my wrist to end my life,
as the blood begins to spout,
is this what my lifes all about?,
as the blood begins to drain,
i wonder on all my disdain,
nows the time to end my pain,
as my life reaches it's bloody end,
above my body my soul doth suspend,
this is clairity,
not a parody,
THE ONLY ABSOLUTE IS DEATH!
When one is a child,
Ones imagination's complete,
But by five the child will learn to compete,
By the time one is ten,
All they care about is the toys on their shelves,
While into their imaginations,
Their mind never delves,
And when one turns thirteen,
Their mind is clean,
Of fun and joy.
It's obscene,
By the time one is twenty,
The game is all done,
My god I'm getting closer,
So give me a gun!
The morbid blades of death do twirl,
like my thoughts they twist and swirl,
as the blades touch thine skin,
each cut pays back some sin,
as your feeling all this pain,
your realizing that your insane,
welcom to my ice pallace plane,
where the three faced man is master,
the blades are spining faster,
Fire burns,
darkness consumes,
your lungs are filled with the sweet purfumes,
of corpses and rot,
of pain-sufferinf-and trial,
this is thine eternity,
deemed fit for you,
so get fucking comfy
If i was a fallen angel,
i'd wrap you in black wings,
take you off to never land,
and give you all the joy it brings,
i'd wrap you in my heart,
and never let you go,
i'd wrap you in my soul,
and you'd forever know,
my love for you is forever true,
and i will never let that go,
love
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