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Havoc

Intimate scrawls of thoroughbred warfare
Enough nitroglycerine to share
Carbonized misery intensely bleak
Cold caliber heat

Should we rampage
Or reap the sow
His skin slithers
As the wind howls

Dead eyes see enough
To weather and rust
Corpses lay limply
On crimson plains
No sporadic movement
No breath of complaint

How much evidence
Do the stains give away
Struggle for equality
With the epidemic of the age

We bow our heads
For soldiers now lost
Then interpret the world
Through the curtains of a holocaust

We roam like zombies
Eternal and alone
Instant judgment
For we cast the stone

Innocence polluted
By the perception of the pupil
Atomic bombs are launched
Over squabbles and scruples

Often we ingest
This tainted air
The corrosion of earth
From chemical warfare

Cold hands pried
Unhinged
Withering on the wing
Of the angel of death
Bless be masked
Disguised and obsessed

Earth is in the bowels of hell
And heaven is below
The gates are plundered
By stark white crows
That croak their hello’s

Halo’s act as cloaks
Deflect our proverbial horns
Gods are livid and alive
Vengeance for their scorn

A spider spins s sickly
Sweet silky web
An offense for survival
For he must be fed
Havoc is not conventional
Nor intentional
Merely eventual

poem by Pleasant Floyd
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Let the fire burn (vampire) Based on twilight.

Let the fire burn
let it burn
let this new life take its turn
angel of death take my body
Please just lift me away from this heat
cover me with your cool hands
you can put out the fire,
fold your cold hands and bless my soul
Oh you can out out the fire

Swiftly changing everything
Everything already left behind
Lost in this deadly heat
Your medicines killing me
I cant wake from this sleep
Im melting in pain
Im melting in fire
Just put out my rage
Put out the fire
take your cool hands
lift me somewhere heavenly higher

And time will tell
If heaven can turn to hell
Angel near by, i cant be lost under this spell
Offset the flames

Angel of death take my body
Take me away from this heat
Fold your hands and bless my soul
How long before you put out the fire
cover me with your cool hands
take my body
Oh, you can put out the fire

poem by Twilighter dazzzler
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Let the fire Burn (twilight)

And time will tell
If heaven can turn to hell
Angel near by, i cant be lost under this spell
Offset the flames

Angel of death take my body
Take me away from this heat
Fold your hands and bless my soul
How long before you put out the fire
cover me with your cool hands
take my body
Oh, you can put out the fire

poem by Lauren Owens
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Sporadic Movement

vital signs are slow and steady
so attentive still not ready
as I was just about to say
you are the one that's over
I am sporadic movement
you are sporadic movement
hate is turning into hunger
just the guy to pull me under
I am sporadic movement
you are sporadic
I involve you
the energy dissolves you
a transformation

a chemical in the brain is so loud
decision making

song performed by by Cky from Infiltrate - Destroy - Rebuild
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Heaven Lost An Angel

He stepped away from heaven's gate,
Away from the loving arms of our lord and saviour,
He fell down into the pits of hate,
As he fell down from heaven he lost his way,
Through the dark and stormy clouds,
He knew he was so far away,
Yes heaven lost an angel,
In the pale moonlight,
Heaven lost an angel,
As he wandered earth with fright,
His wings were hurt and broken,
His halo was loosing it's glow,
He looked to the sky wandering,
As wind began to blow,
Rain came down hard and heavy,
The lord our saviour felt and heard his cry,
He reached down to earth to pick up his angel,
In the lord's hands he would lie,
Safe in the lord's arms again,
As the angel wipped away a tear,
For heaven gained back their angel,
Now he will have no fear.

poem by Melissa Gegato
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Evening With Maria.

Silence in total warfare,
Crying profusely in depth waters,
Asking where death in silence of nature was,
Refusing of compromise,
Hands of unlimited doings,
Evening with maria was.

Silence in total warfare,
Fighting over powers,
Fighting over nature,
Lost in battle field,
Crying profusely in depth waters,
Hands of in jealousy,
Evening with maria was.

Silence in total warfare whoosh,
Tried play,
Tried reasoning,
Lost in battle field,
Lost whole-fully in circled,
Hands up in conspiracy for laurel,
Evening with maria was.

Silence in total warfare,
Many told of untold sexual night,
many secret of twos,
Hands eventuality in destiny call,
Evening with maria.

Silence in total warfare,
Speaks and heard not,
Tried but queues on the ladder pole,
Loved but not in total surrender,
Hands in Death for a laurel,
Evening with maria was.

Silence in total warfare,
Must say Beautiful,
must say Beautiful!
Hands in destiny call,
Tried but lost whole-fully,
An Endless evening with Maria....

poem by Bunmi Orogun Samuel
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In Memoriam Matris

IN my hot youth I rashly penned
A Sonnet of the After-life.
It was the time of stress and strife
Through which the ardent soul must wend.
It was the Spring-time of my days,
When Doubt, like an inspired sage,
With creeds did eager warfare wage,
And looked with scorn on ancient ways.
But gazing back across the years
That separate my youth from me,
These words and thoughts now seem to be
All dim, as through a mist of tears.
For then I saw, with eager eyes,
A coming world where joy would reign,
And evil pass away, and pain,
When man was rid of priestly ties.
While now I turn a backward gaze
On visions fled, and vanished hours,
On dead dry leaves and perished flow'rs,
That make the story of my days.
And midway on that dreary track
I see a grave-stone, standing white —
Far off. I see it in the night;
It says, “Thy mother comes not back.”
We brought her from the Austral land,
To this the land that gave her birth;
We laid her cold, in English earth,
My sire and I — and now we stand,
Like aliens, on a dreary shore,
Though once he fondly called it “Home.”
Now, old and mateless, he would roam
Back to that southern land once more.
For there her spirit seems to be,
There lie her babes beneath the sod;
And there, but for the hand of God,
Her grandchild would have climbed her knee.
* * * * *
These verses of the heedless Past,
They echo not my saddened thought,
— I held that after death came nought:
The earth was not then on her cast.
Denial now is dumb within,
Without I can but grope my way,
And trust that in some brighter day
Man's soul shall live — absolved of sin.

poem by Arthur Patchett Martin
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Not Ours To Give

For you, I would give the world, a phrase that many people herald,
But, earth is not ours to give, but, just a place that we mortals live.
Heaven’s not a place to assume; only in Christ can we get a room,
A room prepared by God’s Son, who created upon earth everyone.

All has been made by God alone, through the power of His Throne.
By Him all were given breath, and by His Decree, all will face death.
Some may say all on this earth, are in God’s eyes, the same worth,
Regarding Creation, this is true, but, all men need to be born anew.

Some say we are all of God’s Family, but, that is closer to fantasy,
Yes, we were all created by Him, but, then the Devil had entered in,
Deceiving the first man and wife, he brought choice into man’s life,
That choice that still remains today, whatever one may think or say.

All perfection God created in man, was tainted by Satan’s evil plan,
From God man was now separated, as sin by Satan is perpetuated,
Bringing us to the Cross of Christ, God’s only way into Eternal Life,
The way to Heaven for all of us, is when in Christ we place our trust.

Though we’re all created by God, we’re Satan’s children on this sod,
Until we’re born in the Spirit above, in the choice of Calvary’s blood.
As earth is not ours to give, without Christ, you will not eternally live,
Instead of breathing Heavenly breath, you’ll surely see eternal death.

poem by Bob Gotti
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There Must Be Another Way!

The dream began... I stood alone
Inside a hotel room...
Outside the window, bombs were blown,
Atomic, I presume.
Too late to change, too late to stop,
The distant death drew near.
More bombs above and then to drop,
No place to hide my fear.
I looked away, no time to run,
No chance that I'd survive.
So I stood still, for death had won -
No soul would stay alive.
The second dream... another place...
At home, with family.
The midnight hour and more disgrace...
More bombs that night to see.
Both dreams foretold our worst nightmares.
Defenceless day and night!
To live on Earth where no-one cares,
Yet each side thinks it's right!
Some say that World War's on the brink!
Destruction's aftermath!
How low can Mankind truly sink?
Behold our epitaph!
Unless God opens up our eyes,
Hell-bent we'll surely be!
While God alone is truly wise,
Our folly's plain to see!
Atomic bombs! We must be mad!
It's genocide not war!
We don't need school to show we're bad!
We're rotten to the core!
That's why we must be born again...
Repent, believe and pray!
Before Christ comes, we know not when,
THERE MUST BE ANOTHER WAY!

poem by Denis Martindale
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Lonely In Your Nightmare

Even on the darkest night when empty promise means empty hand
And soldiers coming home like shadows turning red
When the lights of hope are fading quickly then look to me
Ill be your homing angel,Ill be in your head.
Because youre lonely in your nightmare let me in...
And theres heat beneath your winter let me in...
I see the delta traces living lonely out on the limb.
And a passing glimmer warm beneath your skin
Please tread gently on the ground when all around you earth
Turns to fire
Only get a second chance when dangers on the wind.
Because youre lonely in your nightmare let me in...
Because theres heat beneath your winter let me in...
-
Must be lucky weather when you find the kind of wind that you need
Cmon show me all the light and shade that made your name
I know youve got it in your head, Ive seen that look before
Youve built your refuge turns you captive all the same
Because youre lonely in your nightmare let me in...
And its barren in your garden let me in...
Because theres heat beneath your winter let me in..
Because youre so lonely in your nightmare let me in..
And its cold out on your stone range let me in...
Because theres heat beneath your winter let me in...
Do, do-do, do do do do
Do, do-do, do do do do

song performed by by Duran Duran
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Nuclear War

Fast and pure desolation
Lust the blood in my brain
Hard and dry destruction
Wet under the neutron rain
Die in this Holocaust
Scream the deflect attack
Burn before we reload
Strees before...
The power blast
WAR! A command for blood
We scream
DIE! Nothing less than
death we creep
Storm the only weather
Start the directives assassins
Warm inside the under shelter
Wait and fell your broiling skin
Hot oz one disappear
Blight in the atomic detention
Rats it's a survival breed
Destroy with deflagration
I have one track it's to kill
You'll never stop me
Running my evil way
With radioactivity
My machine comes at night
Missiles they stike
Save your life in the dark
For the loud attack
Hey! nuclear war!
I'm realy up tonite
For my last ride
Never returning at home
I'm gonna die
The war machine is not save
And i can't escape
When the bombs will hit
My face, It will drive me insane

song performed by by Voivod
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The Dead

The dead abide with us! Though stark and cold
Earth seems to grip them, they are with us still:
They have forged our chains of being for good or ill;
And their invisible hands these hands yet hold.
Our perishable bodies are the mould
In which their strong imperishable will--
Mortality's deep yearning to fulfil--
Hath grown incorporate through dim time untold.

Vibrations infinite of life in death,
As a star's travelling light survives its star!
So may we hold our lives, that when we are
The fate of those who then will draw this breath,
They shall not drag us to their judgment bar,
And curse the heritage which we bequeath.

poem by Mathilde Blind
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The Plundered Planet Earth

The plundered planet Earth still spins
Around the sun each year,
Both witnesses of all Man's sins,
They know the costs are dear...
The nights can't hide the constant shame,
Of what Mankind has done,
That's why Mankind must bear the blame,
For evils, one-by-one...

The stars still twinkle in the sky
Beyond our silver moon,
Made by the God that men defy,
Across the heavens strewn...
If they could speak, what tales they'd tell,
They'd scream and shout, 'Repent! '
They'd preach of Heaven and of Hell
And Christ whom God has sent...

The plundered planet Earth spins on,
This world on which Christ walked,
This world on which God's light has shone,
This world on which Christ talked...
When Christ returns, what will He say
Of how this world has fared?
If not for faith and hope to pray,
His soul would have despaired...

Yet Jesus knew the path ahead,
The savage rule of Man,
The selfish fool so vainly led
By Lucifer's old plan...
The world itself is more than soil,
Much more than land and sea,
Its battlegrounds are in turmoil
Drenched by Man's cruelty...

The forests dwindle day-by-day,
The wildlife numbers fall,
The poachers steal their lives away,
In time to take them all...
The businessmen still plan their schemes,
The bankers grasp their share...
The Earth still spins despite their dreams,
Distraught, yet still in prayer...

Denis Martindale, copyright, April 2012.

We can hear the word of the Lord on
Revelation TV on UK Sky Digital 581
as well as the WATCH NOW link on
the revelationtv-dot-com website...

poem by Denis Martindale
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Untended

Stone dead she looked.
Only the flicker of an eye lid
Quick as the flash of a butterfly wing
Belied the fact.
Tears rolled,
Trickled slowly
As if in slow motion
down pale cheek;
A ghastly white,
Stark in the ethereal light.
Her hair turned to snow,
And she only twenty.
Lips moved in silent prayer,
A requiem for lost innocence?
From child to woman in a heart beat.
Here is bloody war, destruction.
But she is blind to the suffering
Deaf to the moans of the dying,
The shriek of bombs
And the sobs of the living.
She cannot tend to those broken bodies,
Nor comfort those lost souls.
For she is frozen,
Rigid.
And stone dead she looked.

poem by Paul Brookes
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Oh, Ye Dead!

Oh, ye Dead! oh, ye Dead! whom we know by the light you give
From your cold gleaming eyes, though you move like men who live,
Why leave you thus your graves,
In far off fields and waves,
Where the worm and the sea-bird only know your bed,
To haunt this spot where all
Those eyes that wept your fall,
And the hearts that wail'd you, like your own, lie dead?

It is true, it is true, we are shadows cold and wan;
And the fair and the brave whom we loved on earth are gone;
But still thus even in death,
So sweet the living breath
Of the fields and the flowers in our youth we wander'd o'er,
That ere, condemn'd, we go
To freeze 'mid Hecla's snow,
We would taste it a while, and think we live once more!

poem by Thomas Moore
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Judgment Will Fall

Three billion souls and counting, as The Lord’s vengeance is mounting,
Against a world that’s gone astray, storing up wrath for Judgment Day.
God’s wrath on all who have ignored, Revelation of Grace by The Lord,
As Grace appeared to every nation, in Christ, revealing God’s Salvation.

Vengeance is mine, says our Lord, and on iniquity, wrath will be poured,
God’s Word makes it very clear; His Wrath is something all should fear,
As half of this world’s population, will experience unequaled desolation,
With one third of earth destroyed, as God’s agent of wrath is employed.

Simply look at this world we live in, you will see it is permeated with sin,
Satan’s agent to harden man’s heart, while iniquity does its wicked part,
In turning all men away from God, not knowing they’ll face His Iron Rod,
Christ’s Rod, against all men on earth, who saw in God no eternal worth.

God’s Judgment must and shall fall, from Heaven to this terrestrial ball,
To destroy God’s enemy, with sin, so a New Age with Christ can begin.
Facing such massive devastation, shouldn’t we preach to every nation?
Letting all know Christ is the path, on which one won’t see God’s Wrath.

One third of this earth will be no more, as God prepares it for The Lord,
Purging earth of every evil thing, for the eternal reign of Christ our King,
With a New Heaven and new earth, for all born of God through new birth,
Where we shall reign forevermore, with Christ our God and Eternal Lord.

poem by Bob Gotti
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Rust In Peace... Polaris

Tremble you weaklings,cower in fear
I am your ruler,land,sea and air
Immense in my girth,erect I stand tall
I am a nuclear murderer I am polaris
Ready to pounce at the touch of a button
My system locked in on military gluttons
I rule on land,air and sea
Pass judgement on humanity
Winds blow from the bowels of hell
Will we give warning,only time will tell
Satan rears his ugly head,to spit into the wind
I spread disease like a dog
Discharge my payload a mile high
Rotten egg air of death wrestles your nostrils
Launch the polaris,the end doesnt scare us
When will this cease
The warheads will all rust in peace
Bomb shelters filled to the brim
Survival such a silly whim
World leaders sell missiles cheap
Your stomach turns,your flesh creeps
High priest of holocaust,fire from the sea
Nuclear winter spreading disease
The day of final conflict
All pay the price
The third world war
Rapes peace,takes life
Back to the start,talk of the part
When the earth was cold as ice
Total dismay as the sun passed away
And the days where black as night
Eradication of earths
Population loves polaris

song performed by by Megadeth
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A War to End War.................

Where poppies used to grow
Now a theatre of muddy war.
Hear England’s best did bleed
To seed the earth with death,
Upon the killing fields;
And shell shocked men did quake
With each blaze of cannonades that
Shook the already savaged ground.
Here sad corpses lay unburied;
Never to see homeward shores
But to lie discomfited, lost;
In the cold discolured earth.
A war to end war?
No, so here we are again,
Our soldiers bravely die.
Lost in another foreign field
Where opium poppies grow.

poem by Paul Brookes
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Independent No Longer

Chaos and Madness. Tools of Man Kind to wield against each other like the sword and bow. Blood shed, a favored event in the devastated minds of soldiers and killers. The innocent cold blood of men and women, children and elders, young and old, is cast upon the beloved mother Earth, and it is here where Rak'Shi, herb of demons, thrives in the tinted crimson stained lands of human battlegrounds. Only we can prevent the world, our very race, from engaging itself to insanity. Least we make the ultimate regret and perish in a massive failure for peace.

Independence ends. We must trust and believe in one another.

Or else, we all take the plunge into Hell, in our growing Holocaust of madness.

poem by Jesse Milligan
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Lines Written On Hearing The News Of The Death Of Napoleon

What! alive and so bold, O Earth?
Art thou not overbold?
What! leapest thou forth as of old
In the light of thy morning mirth,
The last of the flock of the starry fold?
Ha! leapest thou forth as of old?
Are not the limbs still when the ghost is fled,
And canst thou move, Napoleon being dead?

How! is not thy quick heart cold?
What spark is alive on thy hearth?
How! is not HIS death-knell knolled?
And livest THOU still, Mother Earth?
Thou wert warming thy fingers old
O’er the embers covered and cold
Of that most fiery spirit, when it fled--
What, Mother, do you laugh now he is dead?

'Who has known me of old,' replied Earth,
'Or who has my story told?
It is thou who art overbold.'
And the lightning of scorn laughed forth
As she sung, 'To my bosom I fold
All my sons when their knell is knolled,
And so with living motion all are fed,
And the quick spring like weeds out of the dead.

'Still alive and still bold,' shouted Earth,
'I grow bolder and still more bold.
The dead fill me ten thousandfold
Fuller of speed, and splendour, and mirth.
I was cloudy, and sullen, and cold,
Like a frozen chaos uprolled,
Till by the spirit of the mighty dead
My heart grew warm. I feed on whom I fed.

'Ay, alive and still bold.' muttered Earth,
'Napoleon's fierce spirit rolled,
In terror and blood and gold,
A torrent of ruin to death from his birth.
Leave the millions who follow to mould
The metal before it be cold;
And weave into his shame, which like the dead
Shrouds me, the hopes that from his glory fled.'

poem by Percy Bysshe Shelley
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Just Between You And Me

Just between you and me
By Peter Wolf
Staring at each other with accusing eyes
Keep our voices low you don't act surprised
If the word gets out yeah that's all right
I know your just looking for some sympathy
But listen you don't know how it gets back to me
Your getin' reckless girl
But that's all right
Now don't you know that one cold words gonna' lead to another
Then we'll have nowhere to go
Even if heaven and earth collide tonight
We'll be all alone in a different light
I don't care what the world can see
Its just between you and me
I see telltale signs of a lover declined
She got something' to say
He don't take the time
I don't understand
But that's ok
Now you can turn the page or you can tear me apart
Don't make an open book out of my private heart
You should know better now
That's alright
Don't you know that one cold words gonna' lead to another
Then we'll nowhere to go
Even if heaven and earth collide tonight
We'll be all alone in a different light
I don't care what the word can see
It's just between you and me
It's just between you and me
If we don't work this out we won't recover
We'll lived this out with love for one another
But with all I've heard and all I've seen
I'm still lost in the mystery
Again we're staring at each other with accusing eyes
Keep our voices low don't act surprised
If a word gets out yeah that's all right
And don't you know that one cold words gonna' lead to another
Then we'll have nowhere to go
Even if heaven collide tonight
We'll be all alone in a different light
I don't care what the world can see
Its just between you and me
Even if heaven and earth collide tonight
We'll be all alone in a different light
I don't care what the world can see
Its just between you and me
Its just between you and me
Heaven and earth
I don't understand
All alone
Cold
Cold
Gonna' leave tonight
Heaven and earth
All alone
All alone
All alone
Heaven and earth

song performed by by Foreigner
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