Lucifer's Lineage

...Even evil parents (must)
tell their children fairy tales... A.D.


We are Satan's little children,
and we love to swim in sin.
First we lie, and then we cry;
'Cause that's
our only way to win.

Evil wispers in the night,
but we're too ignorant
for fright...

Subtle warnings seema joke,
but, then your life fades
choke by choke.

Always tell them what they want,
then desires fade to haunt...
It's attrition for Perdition;
Lust is the trigger and ignition.


And the Lord said to Satan, "From where do you come?"
"So Satan answered the Lord and said,
"From going to and fro upon the Earth, and from walking back and forth upon it."
Job 1:7


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...And Darkness shall not fall...


Tho' night is coming
I shall fear not;
For I trust in God
to counter evil's rot.

Constant vextations will
not deter,
Nor, will selfpity
shed a tear...

Although the lights seem dimming'
and comes nightfalls cover
I shall stand tall,
with no retreat...

And darkness shall not fall.

(But) If my heart seems weak,
still my spirit is strong.
I must discriminate
both right and wrong...

If lustful, passions beckon
and it seems a trap;
I must pay attention,
not take a nap...

Through the weariness of idleness
I will not doze:
Nor give ambiguity a reason
to suppose...

I shall endevor
to watch, and see all...

And darkness shall not fall.



"Seek ye first the kingdom of Heaven and its righteousness,
and all these things shall be added unto you."

Matthew 6:33

Bordello Lo'

Bordello lo'
don't cha know...?
I'm the guy
they love to blo'

Noontimes...
Evetimes...
Any, any (any) times...

Cold climes...
Hot climes...
Even, in between climes...

My Momma's so proud,
I jus' know... (about)
What I'll git me fo' Christmas...
Ho, ho, ho's...


"I am Sir Nose D' Void of Funk, and I will never dance...!
After all... A tale is nothing but a long booty..
And this is a tale that I win in the end"...

The Funkadelics/George Clinton




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Too Free the Fee

...I dream about you..
but I think about her...
Still, you know where
I'd rather be...

I'm living life free,
as wild as the sea...
Just floating from
shore to shore...

I'll knock on that door,
and forever ignore
the stares that the
spiteful all share...

And, if you dare to come,
I'll beat on my drum,
and run to meet your
racing, grateful heart...


"Love is sometimes a bad bargin... There are no guarantees."

Unknown

Dark Heart

Sometimes my emotions run into the waters of...
The deep, dark, and dangerous...
So I am glad I have writing, and art as a release



Well, there is murder on my mind,
and I'm spending all my time
just lusting after your sweet flesh...

Yes, I'm plotting in the night,
and there seems no end in sight.
I've moved beyond both wrong and right...

Cosmic violence is my mission,
and now I've got a vision
that makes everything
seem oh, so right...

Your heart is just a liar,
and you're heading for the fire...
So, I'll be glad to give you
a helping hand...

Heart so dark...
Mind so clear...

Guess I'll have (just)one more beer...

Pragmatic Prize


What in the world ,girl
does that egnigmatic look mean?

Cut your eyes, and flip your hair;
that's the way to make a scene.
(but) What makes you think I even care?

If I could read your mind I would...
In certain parts, it's understood,
That the heart and head
can't see eye to eye...
Take a breath, and wonder why.

Yes, I seek for a treasure
that I think is true...
So, until I find it...
(well) I guess you'll do.

Have You Ever...?


Have you ever
felt a spirit in the night?
That gives you goosebumps,
and raises hair in fright?


Have you ever
heard a wisper on the wind?
Or felt a frosty breath,
just beneath your chin?


Have you ever
felt your body locked down;
seemingly held down,
as if you were pinned?


Have you ever
listened to an ancient interlocutor,
that you know
is a master...of sin?


If you've never had these things happen,
that you cannot ken...
Then I'm certain
you will never know...
Exactly where I've been.





[edit on 26-11-2008 by cosmokatt7]

Player Slayer


Peel the layers
of the player.
Behind the sinner,
may lay a saint...

Black and White;
hot and cold...
What seems
new and novel
could be very old.

Bright and shiny,
glitters brightly.
Like neon signs
at twilight...

So superficial;
thoes are my issues...
Embrace the darkness
of the night.

Immortal dreams
so full of passion..
Let your deep desires
now take flight...

Peel the layers
of the player.

Don't Throw Your Love Away...

A spiteful glance,

reverse romance;

The times we waste in vain...

No movement now,

you're losing ground...

This time won't come again.


Is it your last chance?

You have to ask;

No time to dance around.


I'm losing faith,

in needing haste.

It's such a waste of time...


Season's winding down,

and you're not around;

I can taste your pain.


Passion once removed

still can not sooth

the emptiness you feel...


I'm reeling in

my deep sea reel

and this is my last catch...


One last chance,

a subtle glance...

Don't throw your love away...

Status Qo

Fluid fool
like running stool...
Reality (just) eludes you!

Projection, protection;
invest in the lies...
The truth remains a grail.

Take notes,
scrapegoat,
it's really not your turn...

Keep on churning,
never learning...
Just stew in your own juice.

The Squeal of the Wheel


It was a one night stand
that never was...
All because of,
the simple task
of trickery...

And, that will drive
the kitty
right up a tree.

It was an easy task
that fubared out.
And now all he does
is drink and pout...

It seems he cannot
understand
the wretched role
of natural man.

Well, burn my life out,
just like a cigarette...
But, if I could have
just one more bet,
I'd roll it all on eternity...

And, that's the best
you'll ever get!...

Hiding In the Crowd...

Hiding in the crowd.
It's the only time
they speak out loud.
How can they be proud?

Stand and show
your face;
Your words are just
a waste...

Hiding in the crowd.

Point your finger
at the next one;
That's just how
it's done.
You can't brag to anyone...

Hiding in the crowd.

Truth won't have to
hide its face,
It can stand and
take its place.

The sweetest taste
can't stay hidden.
But, you lie
and love
what is forbidden... (While)

Hiding in the crowd.

Dream Puff

Creamy, dreamy,
you're so steamy...
Can I believe my eyes?

Wanton, Canton
as sweet as wonton;
so tasty
as I guessed.

I dreamed of Genii,
please believe me...
But, now I think of you.

Kaleidoscope vision;
with your permission...
And I shall keep this prize.

Echo in the Mirror

Like your looks,
took just one glance.

An easy way to catch
a chance;
instant romance

Common in these modern times...

Rose petals falling,
autumn fading;
mind raiding past encounters...

Spirits resonate,
so intense to detonate
the envy/wrath of others...

Encounter, rebound;
I'm still around...

And, I've inquired
of others

...And, Then I saw the Devil's Daughter...

Techocolored dreaming,
cosmic scheming,
so I remain aloof....

Samurai patina
on ancient china;
clans among the midst...

Pastoral stockade
the soldiers gather,
at night, moonlighted
by dancing flames,,,,

In the main villa
among the masses:
She sits awaiting...

The End of your "No's"...


You cannot see beyond
the end of your "No's"...
"No,no,no"... But it's a
small suppose.

Do you really think
you know what's
beyond you?
Chungwha ,shotzi!
You know not what's true...

Constantly projecting, but
with collective intent...
So, you cannot see
that your thoughts
are so bent.

You ran over a log,
but you think it's a brick.
You would really spill
if you had a long dic.

You look like a Futar
of half brain dement...
At 10 before noon
your money's all spent.

You're really a joke,but
there are so many...
Common, nasty, and rusty
just like a bad penny.


"Glittering,pea eyes in an empty head...
Do you even know, if your'e alive or dead?'

Dinnon

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Kill 'em (again...)

...They tried to kill me
once again.
This time they tried
it on the train...
Hiding in the pouring rain.

I never thought
she'd take my
fancy;
Left her nancyboy
with such haste...
And, all that time
was just a waste.

I'm looking for a place
called Providence;
Most of the residents
are not rich.

The ole' ratrace
was such a bore.
Like drilling some old
silly, tired whore.

Now everything
seems oh' so easy...
But some might think
it's kinda sleazy.

Satan's Paradise

...There are places said
to be, "Hell on earth";
You see them in
the News.
But, there's a place
from my view point.
that's Satan's paradise...

The people claim to be so "moral",
yet many things
are not a crime...

The climate runs
the gambit,
from hot to cold
to temperate...
But their mindset
seems so hypocrite...

Some places are
still antiquate,
and the people
want to humiliate
thoes who aren't the same...

The symbol
of the Dragon
lingers heavy on
the hearts of men;
They say they are
his children...
Lying is a way
of life,
a constant much
closer than your
their child
or their wife.

(Is this)
a template
for the world to come?
A truly
new world order..?
Where thinking
is passe.

There will not
be a way
to move beyond
your script,
that Scratch
has patched together.

The limit of the Lie

Gaudy facades
so full ,of lies.
Like a big
pile od bile,
chock full of flies...
This is your world,
but I digress;
I don't wanta be
a part of this mess...


Slander and sabotage
is how you respond.
So if you want
a war,
"Lets get it on!"...

But, if you play
with no holds bared,
don't be alarmed
by what I'll afford...

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"Shamble Low

Here comes the shamble man
who wants to tear me
down...

He spits and sputters
innane words,
and yet
he's often heard.

...And in this reflective world,
most believe (that)
if you say it,
then it must be true...

And a fool is just
a noob, who
does not take advantage of
the lies
that lie before him....



"Words, words.... Between the lines of age"...

Neil Young