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The Cause of His Dark Side

I think I’m losing my grip again,
and I thought I was doing so well,
but this morning I spoke with a shadow
who had recently returned from hell.

Apparently hell is completely empty,
with neither night or day.
No sky above or ground below;
there’s nothing, but a mist of grey.

No fiery flames to burn or blister
no torment, or torturous pain.
No one to shout or to complain to
and no one who you can blame.

No one to explain your situation,
or to condemn you for doing wrong.
No contact from the evil powers,
or any sweet angelic song.

In another life he was far from perfect
and maybe he had to pay,
but several life times in nothingness
was the cause of his dark side today.

poem by Orlando Belo
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Burn In Hell

Speak to me
Of those days I wont forget
Your worst dreams
Has just returned - to pay you back
Im still laughing
Theres not much else I can do
But ones things certain
Im coming back for you
Have you got a gun
Do you remember well
Who you used it on
Its time to burn in hell
Say my name
I can hear you whisper
Not to blame?
You are going to blister
Scream in the night
Ive been counting the days
Its so amusing
To see you again
Have you got a gun
Do you remember well
Who dya use it on
Youre going to burn in hell
Die
Why?
Time to pay the price
Kill
I will
Have my sacrifice
Plead
With fear
I am getting near
Friend
Liar
Time to eat some fire
Have you got a gun
Do you remember well
Who dya use it on
Youre going to burn in hell
Burn in hell
I can hear you whisper
Burn in hell
You are going to blister
Have you got a gun
Do you remember well
Who dya use it on
Youre going to burn in hell
Burn in hell
I can hear you whisper
Burn in hell
You are going to blister
Snarl like a dog
Youll scream like a banshee
Stuck like a hog
Youre gonna love me
Burn in hell
I can hear you whisper
Burn in hell
You are going to blister
Burn in hell
Screaming like a banshee
Burn in hell
Burn

song performed by by Judas Priest
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We don't chose .. BY TALILE ALI

We don't chose
how we go
Or why we go
Or how we go
No one knows
We just come
And then we go
Away

Life is such a holy mess
Having fun and
Be depressed
What it is
We must profess
What we know
Change our address

Head is in a
Dizzy spell
Spinning round in
Side this hell
Can't complain cause
İt's my song
Everything i do
Must be wrong

There are moments
When insane
İ've known people
To cause pain
Never knowing
What they were doing

Life is spinning
All around
I black out the
I get down
Scared of knowing
What i've found

But i wake up
Everyday
Seeing life some
Brand new way
Its the same you
Can be wrong
Living, dying
In this song

poem by Talile Ali
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The Bell Of Destiny

Dark thoughts from deep within me burn,
A meloncholy mood inside is born.
It carries me far away from this place,
My mind jounrneys far into space...

Where a realm of nothingness thrives,
Where beauty can't live and everything dies.
Where the pain of man has no place,
And the failure of life cannot disgrace...

Each shallow thought hidden in verse,
Behind empty eyes love was emersed.
Lost in a land devoid of light,
Seemingly doomed to eternal night...

We exist each day in this living hell,
If love were to shine how could we tell?
The bell of destiny tolls once more,
And death becomes your evil whore...

Spread the love... The peace will follow...

poem by Cosmic Dreamer
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The Devil Within

Devil inside the mask thats displayed
On your knees you honor your master as you decieve
Leaving the doors you then show your true self
Evil walks as the devil that dwells in you
Your gangs and criminals with violence and murder will rebound
For we many in a hell where evil dwells in many hearts
Repent now to save yourself from losing your soul
If you choose to stay in hell to continue speading your evil from one life to the next torment will never end in your mind
Your true happiness with love will never be found
You will only be lost in your evil devil ways over and over For the devil is not in the ground as words say to be feared at the end
The devil is here now and must change his evil ways for a better world

poem by Candy Transcends
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The Damned

My days are haunted by the thought
Of men in coils of Justice caught
With stone and steel, in chain and cell,
Of men condemned to living hell,--
Yet blame them not.

In my sun-joy their dark I see:
For what they are and had to be
Blame Nature, red in tooth and claw,
Blame laws beyond all human law,
--Blame Destiny.

Behind blind walls I see them go,
Grim spectres of eternal woe,
Drained grey of hope, dead souls of self-slain,--
And yet I know with pang of pain
It must be so.

I know that brother's blood they've spilt,
And sons of Cain must pay their guilt;
I know the deviltries that stem
From dark abyss we must condemn;
I know that but for heaven's grace
We might be rotting in their place:
--God pity them!

poem by Robert William Service
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Without the Immortal Love of a Woman…

Every man’s eye is devastatingly empty; unbearably rotting towards the dungeons of diabolical hell; without the celestially commiserating reflections of a bountiful woman,

Every man’s palm is sinfully empty; barbarously rotting towards the coffins of penalizing hell; without the compassionately befriending grip of an honest woman,

Every man’s vein is dreadfully empty; devilishly rotting towards the vacuum of torturous hell; without the invincibly righteous rudiments of a sacrosanct woman,

Every man’s brain is deliriously empty; sadistically rotting towards the thorns of cold-blooded hell; without the unsurpassably ebullient fantasies of an eclectic woman,

Every man’s lip is ghastily empty; tawdrily rotting towards the mortuaries of parasitic hell; without the wondrously igniting kisses of an ardent woman,

Every man’s shadow is venomously empty; carnivorously rotting towards the skeletons of hideous hell; without the mellifluously symbiotic sweetness of a benign woman,

Every man’s signature is disastrously empty; egregiously rotting towards the nothingness of hedonistic hell; without the astoundingly ameliorating reflection of a caring woman,

Every man’s mission is treacherously empty; horrendously rotting towards the dirt of excoriating hell; without the pricelessly unconquerable encouragement of a blessed woman,

Every man’s lung is cripplingly empty; nonsensically rotting towards the meaninglessness of asphyxiating hell; without the unassailably reinvigorating breath of a timeless woman,

Every man’s cheek is lecherously empty; salaciously rotting towards the perversions of crucifying hell; without the mischievously spell binding peck of an untamed woman,

Every man’s chest is drearily empty; ignominiously rotting towards the blackness of massacring hell; without the magically reincarnating caress of a sensuous woman,

Every man’s spine is lividly empty; preposterously rotting towards the holocaust of morbid hell; without the insurmountably majestic virility of an enigmatic woman,

Every man’s adventure is hopelessly empty; sacrilegiously rotting towards the ghost of tormenting hell; without the inscrutably tantalizing echo of a mesmerizing woman,

Every man’s skin is frigidly empty; inconsolably rotting towards the whiplash of strangulating hell; without the fathomlessly unabashed exhilaration of an intrepid woman,

Every man’s soul is cursedly empty; inexplicably rotting towards the gallows of murderous hell; without the infallibly consecrating sensitivity of a vivacious woman,

Every man’s shoulder is dolorously empty; blasphemously rotting towards the shards of deteriorating hell; without the amazingly unflinching unity of a blissful woman,

Every man’s ear is abjectly empty; viciously rotting towards the gutters of malevolent hell; without the enchantingly unfettered voice of a mystical woman,

Every man’s nostril is despondently empty; perilously rotting towards the wickedness of baseless hell; without the perennially life-yielding fragrance of an intricate woman,

And every man’s heart is haplessly empty; unsparingly rotting towards the evil jinx of cannibalistic hell; without the immortally embracing love of a faithful woman….

poem by Nikhil Parekh
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The Evil World

The evil world is like hell with human life,
So for almost every man beats his wife.

No place is worser than a life in a cell,
Except for eternity with demons in hell.

The evil world is filled with worthless life,
Yet life is sometimes worth living.

At night I lay in my bed
Wondering when is everyone dead.

Yet the evil world is like hell:
Evil conquers most human beings.

Without light or good the human race
Will seize to exist.

You must fulfill the life of man.
The evil world is like hell with human life.

poem by Tamika Taylor
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Baal Worshippers

Child created
in the image of
The True God

first born offered
up as burning sacrifice
to your false god Baal

do you not know
there will come
an accounting bitter

a coming judgment day
when your burning sins
are weighed sentenced

against your evil eternal
souls your souls will be
cast down into dark hell

there to residue forever
in torment in hell flames
Baal Priests burn eternal

de evil ones
there suck de
marrow out

of your bones
feast chew on
your vile souls

hell bound fierce imprisoned demons
hate infused original rebellion sinners
eternally denied creator’s redemption!

poem by Terence George Craddock
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Perfect

Clinging to a hope
Dust that makes me choke
A tiny piece of dirt
Happiness assured can't be too far
Can't be too hard
Traction having slipped
I think I've lost my grip, mine
But not for long, mine
Think I'm losing pressure
Think I'm losing ground
Think I'm losing pressure
Think I'm losing ground
Down falls
Down hurts me much less
So good, so good
So perfect like
How could, how could, how could you try
What for, what for, what better life
Once more, once more it all slips by me...again by me
Think I'm losing pressure
Think I'm losing ground
Think I'm losing pressure
Think I'm losing once more
Put it in a package of perfect like
Leave it in package of perfect size
Never opened up and it can't slip by
It all slips by

song performed by by Ultraspank
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Life

(words & music by milete)
Somewhere out in empty space,
Long before the human race,
Something stirred,
A vast and timeless source began,
Intelligence was born and then,
There was the world,
Powers filled the universe,
Matter formed and broke the curse,
Of nothingness,
Love became an ageless soul,
Nature reached her highest goal,
And breathed the breath of life,
Everlasting life.
Well creatures come from out of sight,
Daylight came from in the night,
And all was good,
Life became a masterplan,
Love produced the perfect man,
That understood,
The image of the makers word,
Worshipped him with all he had,
But then one day,
From in the depths an evil seed,
Grew and manufactured greed,
That changed the way of life,
Everlasting life,
Oh the loving power looked and saw,
Inside the heart of man a flaw,
Began to grow,
Well, the fires of hell began to burn,
And so he sent his chosen son,
To let us know,
That love had surely made us all,
And hate would surely make us fall,
So from the cross,
Well he showed the world that dreadful day,
That love could be the only way,
Or all is lost of life,
Everlasting life,
For life is love,
And love is life.

song performed by by Elvis Presley
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Rumors, Lies and Infernal Spies

Damned ARE the Evil-
That cast their spells (hex)
To a fiery grave they are bound-
Destinataion-Earthen Hell;

Some often times refer to it-
As the River Styx-
Where all condemned when dying-
Enter into Hell and the Rivers fiery mix;

Evil comes in all shapes and sizes-
Witches come in all styles -
Absolute wickedness 'tis recognized..-
Oft' times in words of bitter bile;

Clinching for all who NEED: 'To Know'
The accurate count and details..-
Where Evil grows and God-He knows-
Quenches the victims of the spells travail;

Much suffering has already been spent...! ! !
To wit and his viscious spark..-
Still inflict with their sharpest blows-
From deep in their Infernal Dark;

May 16,2010

Just a write about the evil that some
Still practice in this (civilized?) world.

poem by Theodora Onken
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The Sinners Thought

Was she worth to lose my soul
Spoke the man to himself from Hell below
As he placed is head in his hands for shame
He knew truly that he was the one to blame
And no other mans fault to where he did go.

She of course was another mans wife
Whom she had swore to GOD she'd spend her life
For better or worst until the bitter end
And no other man would she ever allow in
But then to GOD and all she lived a lie.

Was she worth for me to burn in Hell
Locked away from everyone eternity in my jail
Suffering and pain to last on forever
I wander if she cries for me, or if she found another
And no one can hear my anguish as I wail.

She of course lied and I believed her lies
And I was so sympathetic when she did cry
But all I cared for were my own wants and needs
As that gave me the strength for me to please
But now to myself I curse myself with why.

Was she worth it when I ignored GOD
The love and warmth that all man had sought
But then his words and laws I ignored for her
Now here I am in Hell as I ignored the word
And in pain and suffering forever my soul will rot.

She was someone that I did not know
And I dreaded the days as we got old
With all the cheating and sinning and the lies
Stealing her was just the devils prize
And no she was not worth me losing my soul.

Randy L. McClave

poem by Randy McClave
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Strong

My breath smells of a thousand fags
And when I'm drunk I dance like me Dad
I've started to dress a bit like him

Early morning when I wake up
I look like Kiss but without the make up
And that's a good line to take it to
The bridge

And you know and you know
Cos my life's a mess
And I'm trying to grow so before
I'm old I'll confess
You think that I'm strong you're wrong
You're wrong
I'll sing my song my song my song

My bed's full of takeaways and fantasies
Of easy lays
The pause button's broke on my video
And is this real cos I feel fake
Oprah Winfrey Ricki Lake
Teach me things I don't need to know

And you know and you know
Cos my life's a mess
And it's starting to show so before
I'm old I'll confess
You think that I'm strong you're wrong
You're wrong
I'll sing my song my song my song

If I did it all again I'd be a nun
The rain was never cold when I was young
I'm still young we're still young
Life's too short to be afraid
Step inside the sun

And you know and you know
Cos my life's a mess
And I'm trying to grow

You think that I'm strong you're wrong
You're wrong
I'll sing my song my song my song

Life's too short to be afraid
So take a pill to numb the pain
You don't have to take the blame

song performed by by Robbie Williams from Ego Has Landed
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