How art thou fallen from heaven O'Lucifer, son of the morning Lord of Hell, King of the Earth Light Bearer Into Everlasting Fire. Burn forever in this flame. Eternal torment, damnation in chaos, learn the depths of Satan How art thou fallen from heaven O'Lucifer, son of the morning Deceiver of the nations Father of Lies Into Everlasting Fire. Burn forever in this flame. Eternal torment, damnation in chaos, learn the depths of Satan

Into the Void Time is No More Behold the flames of Wrath

Sins of the flesh, now punished by flame swallowed in black, unfathomable pain horrendous cries echo in death tormenting regrets are all that remain ungodly screams pierce the soul, of corrupt, wicked men dying in cold sorrow consumes the mind Enlightened they live, the cowards will die Excruciating wails of the decayed Boils bursting, the skin melts away Impossible discernment of that which was pure Corpses on fire, no hope for a cure Your body regenerates, reforms and renews to be tortured...once again

Hell from beneath is moved to meet thee at thy coming. Look upon the carcasses of men. They shall be gathered together as prisoners in the pit. For their worm shall not die and their fire shall not be quenched. Where their worm dieth not

Fall into the depths of hell an abhorrent desolation cries from the pit of Sheol Mankind's annihilation The Black Abyss, Tartarus , an endless flaming sea Eradicate The Children of the Damned Time is night for humankind Ostracized, brutalized, you'll perish for your sin I CONJURE thee, O fire, by him who made thee and all other creatures for good in the world, that thou torment, burn, and consume this spirit, for everlasting.

Behold a white horse He that sits upon it is called Faithful and True In Righteousness he doth judge and make war Angel standing in the sun crying to the fowl come gather together unto the great supper Eat the flesh of kings Eat the flesh of Captains The flesh of all men both great and small Eyes of Fire Vesture Dipped in Blood The Fierceness and wrath of almighty God Angel standing in the sun crying to the fowl come gather together unto the great supper Eat the flesh of kings Eat the flesh of Captains The flesh of all men both great and small

Search (no subject) Simon Koch to me 38 minutes agoDetails When The Stars Stop Looking They say a man reaps what he sows But I guess some seeds never grow I’m seeing my reflection in the tombstone sky Red moon cacklin’ hangin’ high With a silver cross against my skin I’m booking a room at the black horse inn Hat pulled down to hide my face One more dollar for the human race Rosy, rosy, what can I say? They always find ways to make you pay There’s a solemn breeze at the dock of the bay But I’m too many minutes past judgement day I’m standing quiet on the lanai Where a woman strokes a kitten with just one eye As she turns toward me I divert my eyes to a cigarette smoked to the filter The unstoppable movie The anvils of time And dreams I dreamed with missing letters I feel every breath Is it your breath or mine that keeps me here beneath the stormy weather? To kiss your lips and cling to care Lean out your window golden hair To touch your thigh and leave this night Your movements as divine as light I heard the mule kickin’ in your stall I almost thought that I had it all I left a bullet in the amber hall Like a child that never learned to crawl And I have nothing left to give you No fig leaves here to hide the truth Spent my last ticket when the stars weren’t looking I keep on trying to get through Walking slowly inside and up the stairs The painting gives a final glair With his dirty Woodrow Wilson stair And I can’t stand to see him in the morning Unlocking the door just one more time Another bedroom of forgotten rhymes Where all my memories soil the sheets The ghost of things we could not keep I put it all behind me now No fancy words or wedding vows The road’s too narrow too overgrown The memory begins and ends alone And I have nothing left to give you No fig leaves here to hide the truth Spent my last ticket when the stars weren’t looking I keep on trying to get through And somewhere in the sacred land A friend begins to weep To see you lifeless on the ground and say that you’re asleep We all know who shot you down But there’s no reason to speak So I take another breath of thought And continue down the street In strange airways of twisted tongues I continue down the street