The Twist To This Conflict
The same demons losing their bite and influence,
To divide and conquer over those they lied upon...
Are the same ones now in a rigorous fight,
Attempting to convince...
They had nothing to do with the ostracizing,
And defaming of others...
By their deceptions.
You know...
Those now heard loudly whining,
About their fatal circumstances.
However...
They and their deceptions are openly exposed.
Showing those demons for who they are.
And those they chose to victimize,
Can no longer be blamed for creating such division.
And those demons who had once demeaned,
Have created their own demise as seen.
And those chosen to be victimized by lies told,
Are being solicited as gingerly as possible...
To assist with the helping of others,
From their deeply burrowed holes.
But the twist to this conflict,
Between wisdom and blind foolishness.
Those who had once been ostracized...
Prefer their isolation with a living of wholesome lives.
'They have never shown an interest in us! '
~Oh?
Then 'who' decided they should be ostracized?
And 'why'?
It couldn't be that they hindered our achievements! ~
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Monsters of the Night
Inner demons who seem to rule my fate
for me I feel its far to late
for deep within they always hide
these monsters eating away at me from the inside
inner demons that scream
my thoughts some how not what they seem
monsters that creep out at night
Oh hell! ! this does not feel right
inner demons, please find another soul to torment
for me this torture is no longer meant
My deeply feared monsters of the dark
here no longer will you park
inner demons leave me be
my scary monsters of the night
I beg of you, please finally let me be
for my soul craves, needs the much healing light
inner demons, cast yourselves away
no longer do I want you to have any say
monsters who taint my soul to black
no longer will you haunt, for I will someday find my way back!
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Angels Masquerading
When one lives in a den of demons,
Why is there an expectation...
To hear angelic voices?
Or believe those limping from wounds,
Are preparing for marathon races.
Once a healing begins,
And the demons have been identified...
Why are there those who still lie to themselves,
That the ones baring their fangs,
And wearing sheepskin in disguise...
Are really angels masquerading their lives?
A den of demons...
IS,
A den of demons!
Whether visiting or observing.
Or condoning it...
As a place to call home.
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Just To Delight In The Excitement Of It
Demons wish to inflict conflict.
With a chaos and havoc,
Just to delight in the excitement of it.
With a quest to deceive,
And disturb with ease...
Where there are signs of peace freed.
Misdeeds are activities,
Demons purposely release...
With beliefs of receiving satisfaction.
Demons wish to inflict conflict.
With a chaos and havoc,
Just to delight in the excitement of it.
But to the demons' surprise...
These wicked strides begun,
Eventually do come to an end!
With no sympathy to those demonic given.
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Kept Just As It Is
Revealing who sits in pits with demons,
Is currently being exposed to those...
Who have accepted being ignored and opposed,
And this has not pleased...
The deceiving teasing done by demons.
With hopes their tactics used attract,
The ones who have chosen not to play tit for tat.
Knowing those who sit with demons...
Would love to do exactly that.
From shadows where they creep with a seeking to attack.
However...
Those who show they know the ones,
Sitting in demon pits to glow...
Aren't disturbed by them one bit.
with a preferring their distance kept just as it is...
Left effective and less reflective of images protected.
Regardless if deeds done they do are not respected.
Since those ignored have accepted and expect...
Those sitting with demons in their nests object.
And will always do their very best to test...
The ones ignoring them from wherever they may emerge.
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Demons 2
we like to sin
we like to think that when we sin
it is not us that sin
but some demons pushing us to make the sins
even in sinning we need some escape goats
the demons made me do it
damn these demons in my head!
i am innocent
the demons pushed me to do the sins i do
they are so many of them
these damn demons in my head
and i am just alone
(my sweet conscience
implanted by God)
these damn demons
they push me on the dead-end edge where i can do nothing but sin
nice, human logic,
less responsibility for sinning because someone did the sinning for you
not me,
when i sin, i sin alone, i sin myself, and there is no escape goat to blame
there are no horns, no goats, no snakes handing me the apple to bite,
no adam no eve no cains or abels no genetics involved in here
i have sinned through my own fault.in my own fault,
in what i think, in what i do, in what i have failed to do,
in what i have failed to think,
and i ask all the angels and saints to help me get away from
my own faults, my own and nothing but my own
this sinning
my own responsibility and i ask my God to forgive me.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Angels and Demons
angels and demons are special adversaries
of God perfect creation; they are the stairway
and ladder of man’s salvation
in every deep prayer angels and demons
becomes the agent of change of every faith,
making them the wind that blows our mutual
Communication with God
understanding the nature would mean, a
beginning to know that eternity is something
a special place or a state of life, which the
teaching of the church called it heaven
angels and demons is the pathways where,
souls has come to see the light, beyond the
darkness memory of our destiny
angels and demons birth the salvation of what
the promise of Adam and Eve in the garden
of paradise; the same nature coupled with equal
immunity with different disguise and personality
tempting the weaknesses of man
the revelation of God's altenative, created to thy
glory of God, to test human loyalty and obedient
of thy holy name in the kingdom to come
grant thy existence of angels and demons, as part
of the master plan of salvation, for thy majesty
comes in a shinning armor to judge the living and
the dead, for each one will be judge according to
thy action
let then the intersession of angels to cast out the
demons living in our midst and may the kingdom
of the Lord God lives in our souls
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Legion
With this man the demons had their way
among the tombs during night and day.
Men chained him attempting to subdue
and prevent what those demons made him do.
Ashamed he cut himself when so distressed
then he ran to Jesus this man possessed.
'Legion, Come out of him' the Master said
and at the Lords command the demons fled.
They had to obey for He was Divine
and fled to the hills entering the swine
The two thousand pigs ran down the bank
falling into the sea they drowned and sank.
The Demons were gone this man was made whole
no more in chains and agony of soul.
So he begged to go with Jesus on His way
But the Lord had a plan for him that day.
Then all dressed and in his right mind went he
through the ten cities giving testimony.
saying 'I came to Jesus all possessed
and now with His righteousness I'm dressed'
To be clothed and possess our right mind
is now possible when Jesus we find.
Let's run to Jesus just as this man did
and from all our demons we will be rid.
Based on the account recorded in Mark 5: 1-13
Virgin Killer
Music :ulrich roth
Lyrics:ulrich roth
Cry like you feel,
Try like you feel, feel it ...!
Try to escape,
Cry to escape, escape it ...!
Its so hard to run away
Hes a virgin killer ...
No, no, no, cant you see?
No, no, no, cant you see?
Youre a demons, youre a demons,
Youre a demons desire!
Death on the screen,
Sadistic magazines, watch out
Suicides evryday,
Political ways, get it
Well, you cant find new ways ...
But hes a virgin killer ...
No, no, no, cant you see?
No, no, no, cant you see?
Youre a demons, youre a demons,
Youre a demons desire!
Garbage in the streams,
A-bombs in your dreams, look out
Sharks in the pictures,
Exorcist prescriptions, forget it
Try to get away from that,
Cos hes a virgin killer ...
No, no, no, cant you see?
No, no, no, cant you see?
Youre a demons, youre a demons,
Youre a demons desire!
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Angel of Darkness
An Angel with Broken Wings,
Torn by the Demons that have risen
from the Everlasting Darkness below.
Falling further into Hell,
Forgotten and Abandoned by all
of the Angels that he Trusted.
Finally realizing the Painful Truth
No One has ever Cared for him,
His Trust has been Betrayed.
Two options are left for this Condemned Angel.
Accept his Demise and die an Angel of Light
or Fight and become an Angel of Darkness
He chose to become the Angel of Darkness
after replacing his White Angel Wings,
with the Dark Black Wings of a Demon.
Now he has Vowed to Kill all of the Angels
that have Decieved him with False Feelings,
and those who have Plotted Against him.
With this newfound Reason to Live
his Life now has Meaning,
As an Angel among Demons.
This Angel is finally where he Belongs.
Living with the Demons in the Dark Abyss
after being Accepted and becoming their Leader.
Vincent Toll
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Demons
DEMONS, sound like diamonds
or the almonds
you ask to be free from demons
these demons that mess
your life
oh aldo, summon me
to fly to you
i am an angel from the east
where the sun always shines and feasts
(canned laughter follows)
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Alibis
Excused deceptions.
Yet deceptions used,
None the less.
That's what alibis are.
And those who revere alibis,
Pride as if prized...
For their quickness to tell lies.
Treating those who do not,
As losing fools.
And those who seem to be depicted,
As fools...
More than likely live better lives,
With few or no excuses to make to anyone.
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Until One Sits Alone
People today do not want to face their own demons!
And why should they?
When it has been made more convenient,
For them to pretend...
Demons that visit,
Do not for them exist.
They rather give their opinions,
Unsolicited and quick.
About how others should live,
As they pill pop to get...
Their headaches to quit.
Quieting anxieties,
Leaves them less suspicious.
As the ones who can't face their own hurdles.
Or take initiative they themselves do not permit.
Until one sits alone,
Dealing with demons on their own...
Excuses will be condone,
To label their protected wounds.
That scar them to the bone.
People today do not want to face their own demons!
And why should they?
When it has been made more convenient,
For them to pretend...
Demons that visit,
Do not for them exist.
And these same demons...
Are seen from them to persist unlimited.
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Demons Eye
I dont mind just what you say.
I never heard you, baby, never heard you anyway.
I dont care what you do
Just so long as it aint me and you.
Sly, sly, sly like a demons eye.
Everythings good, I said, everythings fine.
You dont know, dont know its the end of your time.
How does it feel to be turned away?
Ive known it, baby, almost every day.
Sly, sly, sly like a demons eye.
I dont need you anymore,
I dont want you, baby, hanging round my door.
You slip and slide round my brain.
You think youre so clever, yeah, but you know youre insane.
Sly, sly, sly like a demons eye.
I d-d-dont mind just what you say.
I never heard you, baby, I never heard you anyway, no I didnt.
Everythings good, everythings fine.
You dont know its the end of your time.
Sly, sly, sly like the demons eye,
Like the demons eye.
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Resented For Expressing Their Indifference
Taking visable pride to have ousted,
Those they delighted to have ostracized.
In the doing of it to ruin those lives.
Because there had been a time...
Those despising to be criticized,
Defended their pretentions with alibis and lies.
And took advantage of others,
With this blinded way of looking at life.
Have now come to recognize...
Their approach to be stubborn,
Has come back to razor bite every concept...
They accepted for them to be as right.
So wrong and head strong,
Many now know they have been.
And now for some reason,
Those character assassinated are today being accused...
For not being strong enough,
To stand their ground with the accepting of abuse.
But chose to remain distant,
From those who insisted they were mavericks and misfits.
And now for some reason,
Those who persisted to stay foolish can not explain...
Why those who had been shunned,
Have become resented for expressing their indifference.
And have made their commitments to a keeping of their distance.
Proving without doubt,
That those who are demons can switch their decisions.
And dance on several hypocritical levels...
Without within themselves find a single flaw to fault.
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A Place To Stay In Your Head
You bare those burdens,
Of carrying your own demons.
With the hiding of them you should give up.
Or at least learn how to duck,
From the blows of their punches.
There is something about getting hit,
Helps to assist your feelings of acceptance.
You say it's from a bad suffering,
From the absence of good luck!
That keeps you securely fixed to muck.
And me you believe,
Ignore reality to bask in a world of fantasy.
You wont hear my demons laughing.
They struggle with me right now,
To have my mind accept your philosophy!
My demons come to tease.
But the getting on my knees has been done.
At an expense I am still fighting to overcome.
You bare those burdens,
Of carrying your own demons.
With the hiding of them you should give up.
They enjoy the fact you see yourself in a rut.
And when you decide to shut them up...
They become offended.
And since they know you will continue,
To protect them with excuses...
They know they have a place to stay in your head,
Without a fear you will abandom them.
'You think you know so much! '
Tell your demons to shut up.
'THAT'...
I do know,
Will eventually work to 'your' benefit.
'You make me sick.'
No!
You make 'you' sick.
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Spitting Out The Demons
Spitting out the demons (demons)
Popping out of holes (good times)
Spitting out the demons (demons)
Coming in the good times (good times do we have)
Spitting out the demons (demons)
Falling out of aeroplanes (good times)
Spitting out the demons (demons)
Come on, it won't hurt (good times)
Come on, it won't hurt (good times)
Come on, it won't hurt (good times)
Come on, it won't hurt (good times)
Come on, it won't hurt (good times)
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It Is As If They Wish To Mark and Brand
Once it is decided,
A lie will be told...
To enhance the 'standing'
In someone else's eyes,
By those who do this.
It often leads to bleak circumstances!
Especially when it is discovered,
Those lied to and lied on...
Have known about it.
The moment it was done!
Liars often use the same pattern.
And leave familiar tracks.
It is as if they wish to mark and brand,
With a certain pride...
Their own deceptions.
Unbelieving the power of truth and facts.
Like a child who will not admit,
It is their hands seen in the cookie jar!
Thinking it 'cute' to declare themselves invisible.
Some even maneuver these 'skills'
Into leadership positions just for the attention.
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Kept As Traps To Distract
When one grows up in the land of demons,
And knowing them for who they are...
It is always a struggle from the start,
To break free from their deceptions.
Since they will try to convince others they know you...
To keep subservience in the way.
And their ideals kept as traps to distract,
From their true identity.
But those who see clear through this...
Are not addicted to any of it!
And keep their missions to seek truth...
Real!
'Why do you keep re-enforcing this vision? '
To keep myself from falling to sleep.
And lulled back into an acceptable darkness.
'But we all have come from darkness.'
I'm speaking of the mind!
Not of body.
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A Demonic Crime-Rate
Five devils are four demons,
Said the living ones in the wastes of MisterLand.
Demon and devil cost us lives,
In this Unity and Justice we call the Earth:
Here, there are no monsters no answers to sin.
Merely, your misdemeanours are detected by the police,
Not by the lesser devils and the higher demons.
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Until Truth Is Faced
Until truth is faced,
And all deceptions and fantasies...
Have been erased to be replaced by honesty,
Hatred will continue to mask those charading...
Beliefs they have been selected to lead,
And not follow doctrines that protect the interests...
Of all humanity.
The acquiring of greed has been the main ingredient,
To invade and take...
From others to leave them bleeding.
The acquiring of greed has been the main ingredient,
With a faking of created faith...
To impress those oppressed,
Whose lives lived...
Are determined by some,
To be worthless!
Until truth is faced,
And all deceptions and fantasies...
Have been erased to be replaced by honesty,
There will be no peace that decreases fighting.
There will be no peace that increases love.
Until truth is faced,
There will always be wars.
There will always be the taking to claim ownership.
And a quest to seek a victory,
As if a watching and listening God does not exist.
As if God has permitted them to destroy this gift of life,
Given.
'Living in enforced isolation,
Does not broaden once's comprehension...
Of an accepted reality.
And the ones protecting lies with continued alibis,
Find themselves eventually victimized.'
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