Heavy Meal
You're the firstest with the mostest in hell
Observing creepy demons carrying tridents
You fear what you don't see and it rings a bell
Unseen shadows of subversive elements
Hunted by evil monsters foiling an escape
All they're after are immaculate souls
If a body ain't fit for abuse and rape
It's gonna fry slowly over the coals
For the most like you there is no hereafter
From your saviour you got a rotten deal
Only blowing would provoke contagious laughter
They got all the fixins to gobble the heavy meal
poem by Aram Stefanian
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There's something dark in my laughter
That feeds the worms so well
As they engorge themselves on my matter
And as I slowly sink into my hell
There's something wrong with the way im not fit
Cast to the flames stripped of my rings
How mundane it seems to speak of this shit
As if these angels ever had wings
Here comes another master
How nice it feels to burn with the wind
These demons fear my laughter
Damned souls tend to be dimmed
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!
poem by Jill Ferrey
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The Gun
The man has a gun
He knows how to use it
Nine millimeter browning
Lets see what he can do
Hell point at your mouth
Say that hell blow your brains out
Dont you mess with me
Carrying a gun
Carrying a gun
Carrying a gun
Dont you mess with me
Carrying a gun
Carrying a gun
Carrying a gun
Dont mess with me
Ooohhh, carrying a gun
Get over there
Move slowly
Ill put a hole in your face
If you even breathe a word
Tell the lady to lie down
I want, ah, you to be sure to see this
I wouldnt want you to miss a second
Watch your wife
Carrying a gun
Shooting with a gun
Dirty animal
Carrying a gun
Carrying a gun
Watch you face
Carrying a gun
Carrying a gun
Carrying a gun
The animal dies with fear in his eyes
With a gun
Dont touch him, dont touch him
Stay away from him, hes got a gun
song performed by by Lou Reed
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Monsters that I Fear
The monsters that I fear
Do not live beneath the bed
Trembling quietly on the floor
Hoping never to be heard
By the devils in the sky
Who toss and turn in tides
The monsters that I fear
Are not residents in a closet
Who peek between the fissures
Of the unwashed distilled light
Looking wearingly for movement
Around eiderdown sleeping dragons
The monsters that I fear
Have never ventured in darkness
Where souls create their compass
To guide themselves across the mountains
In peaks of pain and suffering
And rise above their inklings
The monsters that I fear
Sleep deep inside their beds
Resting peacefully in clothes
Adorned in flesh of silken lining
And awake in the still-life of each day
To invent monsters of their make
For I have never feared the monsters
Who exist in dreams of terror
But the once who are their creators
That I see in the shadows mirrors
poem by Kevin Patrick
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A Christmas Turkey
It's Gobble, gobble, gobble
A very tasty meal.
quote by by Ernestine Northover
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Rotten bastards
The lot of you.
All of you
You are all rotten bastards.
And I hate you all
All of you
Raped and abused me.
But what goes around comes around.
And revenge will be mine.
Rotten bastards.
You rotten rats.
Rape and abuse.
Is that all you can do?
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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Step Out Of Hell
(m&l - weikath)
Tme has come
Start your search for tomorrow
No escape
From that long trail of sorrow
You dont know how it keeps goin on, oh no
Wake up out of misty dreams
Evil drug is starting to grab you, to grab you
Step out of hell! -
Demons dancing round your brain
Step out of hell! -
Streams of madness flow through your veins
Step out of hell! -
Go on like this youre gonna be dead
Step out of hell! -
Take my hand I wanna help (but can i? )
You did your best to keep yourself down
Give it a rest and just turn around
Its only a one-way street of lies, yes it is!
Living in a twilight zone
Get away out of that drug jungle,
That drug jungle
Step out of hell! -
Demons dancing round your brain
Step out of hell! -
Streams of madness flow through your veins
Step out of hell! -
Go on like this youre gonna be dead
Step out of hell! -
Take my hand I wanna help ypu
Another line, have a good time you dont mind
To turn your brain inside out to serve the final rite
Step out of hell! -
Demons dancing round your brain
Step out of hell! -
Streams of madness flow through your veins
Step out of hell! -
Go on like this youre gonna be dead
Step out of hell! -
Take my hand I wanna help you
song performed by by Helloween
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Boris The Spider
Look, hes crawling up my wall
Black and hairy, very small
Now hes up above my head
Hanging by a little thread
Boris the spider
Boris the spider
Now hes dropped on to the floor
Heading for the bedroom door
Maybe hes as scared as me
Wheres he gone now, I cant see
Boris the spider
Boris the spider
Creepy, crawly
Creepy, crawly
Creepy, creepy, crawly, crawly
Creepy, creepy, crawly, crawly
Creepy, creepy, crawly, crawly
Creepy, creepy, crawly, crawly
There he is wrapped in a ball
Doesnt seem to move at all
Perhaps hes dead, Ill just make sure
Pick this book up off the floor
Boris the spider
Boris the spider
Creepy, crawly
Creepy, crawly
Creepy, creepy, crawly, crawly
Creepy, creepy, crawly, crawly
Creepy, creepy, crawly, crawly
Creepy, creepy, crawly, crawly
Hes come to a sticky end
Dont think he will ever mend
Never more will he crawl round
Hes embedded in the ground
Boris the spider
Boris the spider
song performed by by Who
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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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Your Soul Will Be Hunted To Hell
I'm running like mad,
While my heart pounds,
This is really sad,
Why all these hounds.
I'm but one they're an army,
Of both horses and mounts,
This is really quite barmy,
If catching me is what counts.
I've done nothing wrong,
Except trying to survive,
On this Earth I belong,
Like you I'm alive.
They are saying I'm vermin,
Well that's their excuse,
Put it in my sermon,
This is animal abuse.
What is it I've done,
To be treated this way,
While to them it is fun,
I do not have a say.
They are catching me now,
I am so out of breath,
So I ask myself how,
Will I face my own death.
They've caught up at last,
I am dead on my feet,
The hounds have amassed,
I can no longer compete.
I feel a terrible fear,
Deep within my heart,
Those mounted all cheer,
As I'm torn apart.
Let me take you to task,
As your lies are deceiving,
Whilst in glory you bask,
What are you achieving?
My partner and cubs,
They're left without food,
While you head to the pubs,
They're left to brood.
You are nothing but cowards,
It is evil you court,
With self praise you'll be showered,
But it will never be sport.
Upon each of your souls,
I place a curse,
Then as your bell tolls,
Things will only things get worse.
Butchering Foxes makes no sense,
Why you do it only you can tell,
In your Gods eyes There'll be no defence,
'' Your Soul Will Be Hunted To Hell ''
Hes Evil
Scene: a party political broadcast -- mr. black and his followers
He comes on smooth, cool and kind,
But he wants your body not your mind.
Hes got style, personality,
But hes the devil in reality.
Hell make you laugh, make you smile,
And make you feel good for a while.
Wicked smile, decadent grin,
He likes school girls, nuns and virgins.
His skin is soft but his mind is hard,
Hell lead you on then hell tear you apart.
Hell treat you rough and he will make you cry,
And you will kiss sweet innocence good-bye.
And once youre in therell be no getting out,
So look out, look out, look out, look out.
Hes evil. hes evil. hes evil. hes evil. hes evil.
Hes evil. hes evil. hes evil. hes evil. hes evil.
Hes got wit hes got charm.
But when he gets rough hell break your arm.
Hes got taste, manners and grace,
But when he gets tough hell slit your face.
Hell buy you jewels, expensive clothes,
Then his mindll go and hell bust your nose.
Hes a joker and a clown
But hell pervert you and drag you down.
He comes on smooth, cool and kind,
But he wants your body not your mind,
He is just the devil in disguise.
He will drag you down and he will make you cry,
And once youre in there will be no getting out.
So look out, look out, look out.
Look out, look out, look out.
Hes evil. hes evil. hes evil. hes evil. hes evil.
Hes evil. hes evil. hes evil. hes evil. hes evil.
song performed by by Kinks
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Gonna Raise Hell
Words and music by rick nielsen
Gonna raise hell, gonna raise hell.
Gonna raise hell, gonna raise hell.
Ambition? ha!
If all Ive heard is true,
Theres nothin much I can do
To change the world, its irreversible.
But in what it lacks,
Its got a taste that smacks of somethin irresistable.
Gonna raise hell, gonna raise hell, gonna raise hell.
Gonna raise hell, gonna raise hell, gonna raise hell.
Submission? yes!
Now I wont name names, and a secrets a secret,
But a hints a hint or a clue.
You really wanna know, you really wanna go,
Theres only two things you got to do.
Gonna raise hell, gonna raise hell, gonna raise hell.
Gonna raise hell, gonna raise hell, gonna raise hell.
Mother, mother.
Mother, mother.
Mother, mother.
My mission? ah, yes!
Everybody hear? everybody here,
Its a fate I all agree.
Sometimes you win, I never lose,
To me its no mystery.
Gonna raise hell, gonna raise hell, gonna raise hell.
Gonna raise hell, gonna raise hell, gonna raise hell.
(repeat to coda)
song performed by by Cheap Trick
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Bat Out Of Hell (edit)
The sirens are screaming and the fires are howling,
way down in the valley tonight.
There's a man in the shadows with a gun in his eye,
and a blade shining oh so bright.
There's evil in the air and there's thunder in sky,
and A killer's on the bloodshot streets.
Oh and down in the tunnel where the deadly are rising,
Oh I swear I saw a young boy down in the gutter,
He was starting to foam in the heat.
Oh baby you're the only thing in this whole world,
that's pure and good and right.
And wherever you are and wherever you go,
there's always gonna be some light.
But I gotta get out,
I gotta break it out now,
Before the final crack of dawn.
So we gotta make the most of our one night together.
When it's over you know,
We'll both be so alone.
Like a bat out of hell
I'll be gone when the morning comes.
When the night is over
Like a bat out of hell
I'll be gone gone gone.
Like a bat out of hell
I'll be gone when the morning comes.
But when the day is done and the sun goes down,
and the moonlights shining through,
Then like a sinner before the gates of heaven,
I'll come crawling on back to you.
I'm gonna hit the highway like a battering ram,
on a silver black phantom bike.
When the metal is hot and the engine is hungry,
and we're all about to see the light.
Nothing ever grows in this rotting old hole.
Everything is stunted and lost.
And nothing really rocks
And nothing really rolls
And nothing's ever worth the cost.
And I know that I'm damned if I never get out,
And maybe I'm damned if I do,
But with every other beat I've got left in my heart,
You know I'd rather be damned with you.
If I gotta be damned you know I wanns be damned,
dancing through the night with you.
If I gotta be damned you know I wanna be damned.
Gotta be damned you know I wanna be damned.
If I gotta be damned you know I wanna be damned,
Dancing through the night
Dancing through the night
Dancing through the night with you.
Oh baby you're the only thing in this whole world,
that's pure and good and right.
And wherever you are and wherever you go,
there's always gonna be some light.
But I gotta get out,
I gotta break it out now,
Before the final crack of dawn.
So we gotta make the most of our one night together.
When it's over you know,
We'll both be so alone.
Like a bat out of hell
I'll be gone when the morning comes.
When the night is over
Like a bat out of hell
I'll be gone gone gone.
Like a bat out of hell
I'll be gone when the morning comes.
But when the day is done and the sun goes down,
and the moonlights shining through,
Then like a sinner before the gates of heaven,
I'll come crawling on back to you.
I can see myself tearing up the road,
Faster than any other boy has ever gone.
And my skin is raw but my soul is ripe.
No-one's gonna stop me now,
I gotta make my escape.
But I can't stop thinking of you,
and I never see the sudden curve until it's way too late.
I never see the sudden curve 'till it's way too late.
Then I'm dying at the bottom of a pit in the blazing sun.
Torn and twisted at the foot of a burning bike.
And I think somebody somewhere must be tolling a bell.
And the last thing I see is my heart,
Still beating,
Breaking out of my body,
And flying away,
Like a bat out of hell.
Then I'm dying at the bottom of a pit in the blazing sun.
Torn and twisted at the foot of a burning bike.
And I think somebody somewhere must be tolling a bell.
And the last thing I see is my heart.
Still beating, still beating,
Breaking out of my body and flying away,
Like a bat out of hell.
Like a bat out of hell.
Like a bat out of hell.
Oh like a bat out of hell!
Oh like a bat out of hell!
Like a bat out of hell
song performed by by Meat Loaf
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Victim to persecution
Then you talk a little more about your dreams,
How it involves your thought of rings,
a little more about your needs,
for i bit my tounge,
just for a feed,
for you drag me in the street,
ask me to forgive your mistakes,
put me in misery from your plea,
as i buckle from my knees,
It's slowly you drain my life,
It's slowly your evil consumes,
but what was it like?
It's slowly you drain my life,
It's slowly your evil consumes,
It's perjury on your arm,
that was put there by your soul,
your feeling sorry, for not achieving your goals,
tacking in your argument,
as you stated with your thought,
you bring me down,
and destroy my heart,
It's slowly you drain my life,
It's slowly your evil consumes,
but what was it like?
It's slowly you drain my life,
It's slowly your evil consumes,
Asking which way is out,
Asking which was not as hard,
Misdirected in your final mount,
as you shout,
cry your lungs out to stay afloat,
yet push me under,
strain to be felt,
pushing me down, holding my throat,
I started to feel the black,
and evil you call your safety boat,
It's slowly you drain my life,
It's slowly your evil consumes,
but what was it like?
It's slowly you drain my life,
It's slowly your evil consumes,
toss in the rope, pull it tight,
you might be something,
but what was it like?
examining it close,
you cross your path,
just get it right,
asking for the sight,
to see your destination,
falling victim,
to persecution,
put on a trial,
to discover if your human,
for your life,
failing to corruption,
of your mind,
sorry about how you felt,
but do you know yourself?
It's slowly you drain my life,
It's slowly your evil consumes,
but what was it like?
It's slowly you drain my life,
It's slowly your evil consumes! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
poem by Matthew Boisjolie
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Evil Angel
Originally posted between 2007 and 2008, however some issues occured and all my poetry was deleted, however I had a copy of it stored and am reposting it now
Your Life turns to Hell
Hell looks like heaven
But your still on Earth
Nothing looks like it should
All that you held close
Pushes you away
Evil Angel, You fear nothing
You wish your Hell away
and run to Heaven
but Heaven was Hell
Look at the stars above
Tell me your running
Tell me your crying
Evil angel, you fear nothing
Evil angel, your stronger still
Evil angel, you rule the night
Evil angel, you never sin
Evil angel, let me in
poem by Electric Tripp
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Leisa
Now here is a story
Of Leisa you see
She is tortured too
Nobody will let her be
Out of chaos, madness
And dysfunction still
She is now labeled
One of the mentally ill
She is my savior
And I to her
We feed off each other
To cope with the hurt
The king of evil
Has her king of evil too
How will we live
With the sh** that they spew
Evil and anger
Dysfunction we fell
We need to escape
The thresholds of hell
We're never gonna escape it
Leisa screams to me
So why should we live
With more insanity
poem by Angie Krause
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Laughter
Then the Lord smiles
Flowers florescence
Tickled heart shines
In twinkling eyes
Befriending laughing tears..
Laughter is heavenly
Savvy happy, for it links
Body, mind, soul so intense
Beatitude for it enchains
Being to being contagious
Harmony for it thereon begets
Laughter is heavenly..
Hell with laughing devils
Their laughter of cacophonic peals
Laughs to laugh at tears
Not so, not so with heavenwards
Imbibed of seventh heaven redolence
Laughter is heavenly
poem by Indira Renganathan
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Heaven N Hell! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! : (
A place of wonder,
A place of grief,
Where float angels and demons.
Flowers n flames surrounding em,
In a place they call HEAVEN n HELL.
Heaven is like sweet surprise
While, OH! Hell is where torture rise
Heaven blooms with happiness n wise,
While hell craves for revenge n cries.
A lovely place, many say,
With faces beaming day and day
I'm dying of misery, many cry
With dark faces and tear soaked eyes.
Angels gaze at heavens door,
The evil sneer of demons that stroll.
Darkness fails to conquer heaven
While light captures hell
Happiness starts from heavens door
While hell is filled with grief n more
U cannot escape the misery in hell,
While heaven is a place free from spell.
poem by Harshika Ram
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The Downward Course
He who says what is not, goes to hell; he also who, having done a thing, says I have not done it. After death both are equal, they are
men with evil deeds in the next world.
Many men whose shoulders are covered with the yellow gown are ill-conditioned and unrestrained; such evil-doers by their evil deeds go to hell.
Better it would be to swallow a heated iron ball, like flaring fire, than that a bad unrestrained fellow should live on the charity of the land.
Four things does a wreckless man gain who covets his neighbour's wife,-a bad reputation, an uncomfortable bed, thirdly, punishment, and lastly, hell.
There is bad reputation, and the evil way (to hell), there is the short pleasure of the frightened in the arms of the frightened, and the king imposes heavy punishment; therefore let no man think of his neighbour's wife.
As a grass-blade, if badly grasped, cuts the arm, badly-practised asceticism leads to hell.
An act carelessly performed, a broken vow, and hesitating obedience to discipline, all this brings no great reward.
If anything is to be done, let a man do it, let him attack it vigorously! A careless pilgrim only scatters the dust of his passions
more widely.
An evil deed is better left undone, for a man repents of it afterwards; a good deed is better done, for having done it, one does not repent.
Like a well-guarded frontier fort, with defences within and without, so let a man guard himself. Not a moment should escape, for they who allow the right moment to pass, suffer pain when they are in hell.
They who are ashamed of what they ought not to be ashamed of, and are not ashamed of what they ought to be ashamed of, such men,
embracing false doctrines enter the evil path.
They who fear when they ought not to fear, and fear not when they ought to fear, such men, embracing false doctrines, enter the evil
path.
They who forbid when there is nothing to be forbidden, and forbid not when there is something to be forbidden, such men, embracing false doctrines, enter the evil path.
They who know what is forbidden as forbidden, and what is not forbidden as not forbidden, such men, embracing the true doctrine,
enter the good path.
poem by Gautama Buddha
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Evil Roy
Philip bailey, allee willis & a.z. giles
Het gets wild at night
Gotta sleep all day
cause hes wound so tight
Blowing his brains away
Hes in the land of the free
And he wants to be
Someone they all say will make good
But whats reality when youre from the hood
Its evil yea, yea, yea
(chorus)
Evil, evil roy, who is fooling who
Dont you know evil evil someone
Watching you
Well he got no job so he peddling-fear
Trying to push so hard
No way out of here
Its just the law of the street
Too much heat
Pressure cooking, gonna explode
But where you gonna be
If you lose control
Its evil yea yea yea
(chorus)
(bridge)
Cant you see that your way
Is going nowhere fast
And your time is just running out
Fighting fire with fire
It will never pass
If evils what your lifes about
(out chrus)
When you take never giving
Hide the pain
You stop living
song performed by by Earth Wind And Fire
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