This is just for fun. Not really serious.
Lamented with a kiss
Comes a mourning eclipse
Hovering over the light
An ebony mass beguiled
Succumbing to dread’s deceitful insanity
As flesh sweeps the floors shamelessly
Are we/they dead? Which?, Whom?
Are these Ghosts unaware,
That they are even dead?
Shallow inside a hollow grave
Amongst this world’s disarray
And the crowds march on
Singing the cadence of unbeknownst doom
Goosebumps. Anticipation forms in great droves
As they all climb up cheap thrills
By pushing others deep down into depression
A black veil of torment
Blindly spreads around
Taking host to hopelessness
Smiling with tears of fiery enthrallment
As calamity births belligerence
All this manmade travesty believed
As it controls the fates of many
As it destroys the fates of the few
It’s hard to see with oblivious eyes
Because blindness is so very contagious
It’s here
Daze of yonder chaos
Living in deathly disillusion
As a part of us dies,
Standing in the clouds
Toppling each other
As hundreds to thousands become willingly abused
Welcome back, Soon
There will be another bleak Friday
Poor of the riches they thought they had
And then many celebrate their faith on Sunday
A day stolen from ancient times
Learning how all Pagans are “evil”
Bragging about greed’s grace
As they pay the insidiously holier than thou man
So they can be saved for one more year
Welcome to Bleak Fry Day
A hell created by man
Created for men to fallow like sheep
I’ll buy in
Only if I can buy out
Doubtful if anything positive will ever come of this
Because negativity is something this world just loves to bestow
The trEnd
Written By,
James Darwin Smith II
11/25/11
Friday, November 25, 2011
Sunday, November 13, 2011
Through my Edda's Perspective
With Odin’s day gone
Tyr’s day shall battle on
Besides Thor’s hammer held up high
Upon the glory of Freya’s golden enchantment
Linked into spheres of multi dimensional allegiance
The sun’s day so fiercely fiery
Moon’s day ever so cooling
Tyr’s arm strongly proven
Back to Odin and Thor we go
Till Rangerock comes raging through
A cycle becoming complete
Everything and anything shall eventually cease
Through the legend of the Norse beyond
Into dreams of uncharted journeys gone
Into the present
Midgard, May we all rejoice
Under the wisdom of Yggdrasil
Odin’s unlimited tree of knowledge, But of course
Marching joyously into battle
May all brave Norsemen always reign supreme
Death is the honor of fighting beyond the flesh
Valhalla here we come, Here we come
Straight into the halls of a warriors reunion
Past and presently strong in numbers
Heathens marching in unison
We are one!
We are one!
Awaiting the Norns
To decide our own fate
May our battles always rage on!
Written By,
James Darwin Smith II
Tyr’s day shall battle on
Besides Thor’s hammer held up high
Upon the glory of Freya’s golden enchantment
Linked into spheres of multi dimensional allegiance
The sun’s day so fiercely fiery
Moon’s day ever so cooling
Tyr’s arm strongly proven
Back to Odin and Thor we go
Till Rangerock comes raging through
A cycle becoming complete
Everything and anything shall eventually cease
Through the legend of the Norse beyond
Into dreams of uncharted journeys gone
Into the present
Midgard, May we all rejoice
Under the wisdom of Yggdrasil
Odin’s unlimited tree of knowledge, But of course
Marching joyously into battle
May all brave Norsemen always reign supreme
Death is the honor of fighting beyond the flesh
Valhalla here we come, Here we come
Straight into the halls of a warriors reunion
Past and presently strong in numbers
Heathens marching in unison
We are one!
We are one!
Awaiting the Norns
To decide our own fate
May our battles always rage on!
Written By,
James Darwin Smith II
Sunday, October 30, 2011
Horror on Slay Slew View
I hold in my hand..
A skeleton key
A key the Reaper bestowed onto me
The key that unlocks Pandora’s box
Letting out
Such vile, Such hideously grotesque things
Ah, Hearing the alluring beauty
Of such phantasmagoric sounds
Beyond a dirge’s comprehension
Descending below infernal deliriums
Clinging onto the wicked wings
Of a fallen Angel’s deception
Hearing the restless spirits scream
Whilst the Phantoms mourn
Zombies eating the brain’s of Satanic mantra sluts
Witches loving Witches
Dracula, All alone feeling scorned
All creatures of the night
Let us spread our own insidious disgrace
This place that makes even hell shake in fear
Taking in the pandemonium
Breathing in the dust
As the cobwebs replenish our skin
Laced upon our dead end lust
Ah, And look the moon, it’s full
Our transformation fully coming
Turning into beasts of debauchery
Howling with orgasmic rage
Giving into our own Lycanthropic urges
As the fog of agony joyously rolls right in
Laden to the night burning with 666 sins
Misery, What is there not to love?
Ah, Such tragedy it can bring
Ah, Such blood it can draw
Skull frolicking to the bones
Moaning such necrophilia moans
On this fright’s ghoul infestation
Where we call this ever expanding graveyard home
Ah, On all hallows eve
Beyond even Baphomet’s eyes foreseen
A phantasmagorical scene spreads out
Tainting all pure things
As the cold air penetrates our skin
In the great seduction of morbid curiosity
Evoking thirteen black cats from their demonic dwellings
Equipped with fiery red eyes set to burn the unwilling
Ah, Our trick is to lure them all in
Our treat is to watch them slowly suffer
Setting up for All Hallows day
Where we wait till the dead of night
To take more souls to our grave of endless torture
Candy full of razors
Embracing the danger
In this fun filled event
Where the living dead
Awaken from the smell of dread
Finally coming out
Of their solitary within
Such happy howling fiends
Turning dreams upside down
Creating nightmares
For the normal people
Who have already lived their lives in fear
Ah, They have no concept of how strong fear really is
It is such an unlimited entity in itself, Oh yes it is indeed
Happy hallows evil
Bring forth hollow screams
From here on out, You will never scare us away again
No matter what you do or say
For all of these years we laid frustrated
Awaiting for the right time to attack
Striking with great vengeance
Fueled with more fury than ever before
Consumed by the terror
I give in to the insanity
Becoming one with this macabre nature
Laughing at those who claimed this event was evil
The oblivious creators of the Reaper’s key, Such Puppets!
Sobriety from the addiction of grace
Ah, I have finally been hallow weaned
Reborn to sin, The endgame to all enlightened dreams
Into this bleak ebony anticlimactic anti rapture
Where I have finally completely succumbed to oblivion’s torment
I shall never rest in peace
Never shall I rest in peace, Never
This black within shall always darken any threat of light,
Always, Forever and all the way to the dismal beyond
Written By,
James Darwin Smith II
10/30/11
A skeleton key
A key the Reaper bestowed onto me
The key that unlocks Pandora’s box
Letting out
Such vile, Such hideously grotesque things
Ah, Hearing the alluring beauty
Of such phantasmagoric sounds
Beyond a dirge’s comprehension
Descending below infernal deliriums
Clinging onto the wicked wings
Of a fallen Angel’s deception
Hearing the restless spirits scream
Whilst the Phantoms mourn
Zombies eating the brain’s of Satanic mantra sluts
Witches loving Witches
Dracula, All alone feeling scorned
All creatures of the night
Let us spread our own insidious disgrace
This place that makes even hell shake in fear
Taking in the pandemonium
Breathing in the dust
As the cobwebs replenish our skin
Laced upon our dead end lust
Ah, And look the moon, it’s full
Our transformation fully coming
Turning into beasts of debauchery
Howling with orgasmic rage
Giving into our own Lycanthropic urges
As the fog of agony joyously rolls right in
Laden to the night burning with 666 sins
Misery, What is there not to love?
Ah, Such tragedy it can bring
Ah, Such blood it can draw
Skull frolicking to the bones
Moaning such necrophilia moans
On this fright’s ghoul infestation
Where we call this ever expanding graveyard home
Ah, On all hallows eve
Beyond even Baphomet’s eyes foreseen
A phantasmagorical scene spreads out
Tainting all pure things
As the cold air penetrates our skin
In the great seduction of morbid curiosity
Evoking thirteen black cats from their demonic dwellings
Equipped with fiery red eyes set to burn the unwilling
Ah, Our trick is to lure them all in
Our treat is to watch them slowly suffer
Setting up for All Hallows day
Where we wait till the dead of night
To take more souls to our grave of endless torture
Candy full of razors
Embracing the danger
In this fun filled event
Where the living dead
Awaken from the smell of dread
Finally coming out
Of their solitary within
Such happy howling fiends
Turning dreams upside down
Creating nightmares
For the normal people
Who have already lived their lives in fear
Ah, They have no concept of how strong fear really is
It is such an unlimited entity in itself, Oh yes it is indeed
Happy hallows evil
Bring forth hollow screams
From here on out, You will never scare us away again
No matter what you do or say
For all of these years we laid frustrated
Awaiting for the right time to attack
Striking with great vengeance
Fueled with more fury than ever before
Consumed by the terror
I give in to the insanity
Becoming one with this macabre nature
Laughing at those who claimed this event was evil
The oblivious creators of the Reaper’s key, Such Puppets!
Sobriety from the addiction of grace
Ah, I have finally been hallow weaned
Reborn to sin, The endgame to all enlightened dreams
Into this bleak ebony anticlimactic anti rapture
Where I have finally completely succumbed to oblivion’s torment
I shall never rest in peace
Never shall I rest in peace, Never
This black within shall always darken any threat of light,
Always, Forever and all the way to the dismal beyond
Written By,
James Darwin Smith II
10/30/11
Wednesday, October 12, 2011
War's Arrogance Revealed
Penetrating Pandora’s box
Climaxing to the depths
Of genocidal harmony
Reaching into
This retched heart
As this soul darkens
Into the bosom’s plunder
Of an Angel’s tainted abyss
Crying with shame
A heinous side slides through
Cancerous these emotions succumb
To depths lower than bowery dissension
Drowning in this rat infested sewage within
Laughing manically
Hiding this weakness within
Yet, On the outside, Full of arrogance
As this mind becomes impure
Weakened by irrational thought processions
Possessed by denial’s shallow misanthropic deliriums
It’s so easy to wear a mask
Made from the mass graves of delusional chaos
Smiling oblivious smiles
Distraught from inner travesties
But they seem happy
When I hide this very misery
Diseased by Pandora’s box
Slowly the world sees these misfortunes
Yet, When I begin to see their love for drama’s unfolding
I brag and scream
Every single self heinous act
As they become easy prey for my selfish inflictions
And when each part of me dies
They will make movies
Based on each tragedy
Becoming sympathetic towards me
The dictator of their broken promises
Crying laden tears of guilt
As I hand them tissues
Made from my own razorblade bliss
Come inside Pandora’s box
My new home sweet hell
This orgy is always willing to grow
Birthing deception so prevalent and vain
Bane across the surface
Of those willing to suffer
For the cause of one’s beguiled amusement
Suffer through this manmade hell
Oh, How I love it this way
Rough and scornful
That is where me and my disciples dwell
Counting the days when love fully disobeys
We would never have it any other way
Because I say what shall be so
As my minions cease to realize
They are just pawns
To my favorite game
Human chess
The game I play
Under my own devious control
Society
Say it isn’t soul
As your heart
Becomes my vessel
To the blackening
Of all innocence becoming impure
I love confusion
Such a valuable weapon it truly is
I never loved anyone but myself
Too bad I never existed
Till I was conjured up
By over inflated egos
Basking in the pity of others
Tyrants to the cause
Of their own narcistical needs
I smile
They cry
I won
They are all mine
God? Satan? Ares? Kali? ? Angels? Demons?
It’s up to you to make the call
This form will never truly be known
So you can blame someone else
That is what you are always good at doing anyways
Destroy each other
Never withdrawal from your superior thoughts
For they make my pain turn to pleasure
As I watch you all wallow in your own self pity
I am war
And I love watching everyone go down
Into shells of their former selves
As I relish in the shrapnel of their own destruction
I am the puppet master
Of all worst things to come
Death is my love
And that is all
For which I will ever know
Everyone accepts me
Because I take them hostage
Thus I own every one of their souls
Peace?
That ceases to ever exist
As everyone’s uncontrollable emotions
Love to implode
The end will only end
When I say it will be so
Written By,
James Darwin Smith II
Climaxing to the depths
Of genocidal harmony
Reaching into
This retched heart
As this soul darkens
Into the bosom’s plunder
Of an Angel’s tainted abyss
Crying with shame
A heinous side slides through
Cancerous these emotions succumb
To depths lower than bowery dissension
Drowning in this rat infested sewage within
Laughing manically
Hiding this weakness within
Yet, On the outside, Full of arrogance
As this mind becomes impure
Weakened by irrational thought processions
Possessed by denial’s shallow misanthropic deliriums
It’s so easy to wear a mask
Made from the mass graves of delusional chaos
Smiling oblivious smiles
Distraught from inner travesties
But they seem happy
When I hide this very misery
Diseased by Pandora’s box
Slowly the world sees these misfortunes
Yet, When I begin to see their love for drama’s unfolding
I brag and scream
Every single self heinous act
As they become easy prey for my selfish inflictions
And when each part of me dies
They will make movies
Based on each tragedy
Becoming sympathetic towards me
The dictator of their broken promises
Crying laden tears of guilt
As I hand them tissues
Made from my own razorblade bliss
Come inside Pandora’s box
My new home sweet hell
This orgy is always willing to grow
Birthing deception so prevalent and vain
Bane across the surface
Of those willing to suffer
For the cause of one’s beguiled amusement
Suffer through this manmade hell
Oh, How I love it this way
Rough and scornful
That is where me and my disciples dwell
Counting the days when love fully disobeys
We would never have it any other way
Because I say what shall be so
As my minions cease to realize
They are just pawns
To my favorite game
Human chess
The game I play
Under my own devious control
Society
Say it isn’t soul
As your heart
Becomes my vessel
To the blackening
Of all innocence becoming impure
I love confusion
Such a valuable weapon it truly is
I never loved anyone but myself
Too bad I never existed
Till I was conjured up
By over inflated egos
Basking in the pity of others
Tyrants to the cause
Of their own narcistical needs
I smile
They cry
I won
They are all mine
God? Satan? Ares? Kali? ? Angels? Demons?
It’s up to you to make the call
This form will never truly be known
So you can blame someone else
That is what you are always good at doing anyways
Destroy each other
Never withdrawal from your superior thoughts
For they make my pain turn to pleasure
As I watch you all wallow in your own self pity
I am war
And I love watching everyone go down
Into shells of their former selves
As I relish in the shrapnel of their own destruction
I am the puppet master
Of all worst things to come
Death is my love
And that is all
For which I will ever know
Everyone accepts me
Because I take them hostage
Thus I own every one of their souls
Peace?
That ceases to ever exist
As everyone’s uncontrollable emotions
Love to implode
The end will only end
When I say it will be so
Written By,
James Darwin Smith II
Thursday, September 22, 2011
Into the Exploitation of a Fabled Reality
Hidden in a realm
Secluded by paradox implications
Inside the heart of taboo temptations
Acute in idol illusions
The factor candied up with empty substance
Locked inside
A box filled with phantasmal illustrations
Macabre emotions smiling denial
Crowded with misanthropic chaos
In a maelstrom of misinformed cadence
Being the greatest is hard
But they are, Proclaims their narcistical urges
The epitome of worst disguised as best
In a life they praise highly of themselves
Dreaming berserker nightmares
Marching onto disoriented fantasies
Ah, The sweet smell of destruction
Flesh laden upon a maggot’s lair
In a kingdom built for retched filth
Birthing dirt with slime
As it rains blood
In a subliminal metaphor
Mother nature
Dressed like a whore
By the fate of her subjects
Slapping her, selling her rights
To those who shall abase her
With their own tainted visions
Of being spectators of her
Fall from grace
And the pimps rejoice
Drinking the venom for which they spew
Eating her flesh
Topping it with worms and leaches
Watching the frogs and locusts fall around them
From the skies high of overcompensation
Ah, They said the Devil made them do it
As they kneel down before innocence
Only to stab it in the back with their toxic affections
Craving the power of a transmitted disease
Cowardly infected with their own demonic agenda
After a trip to the sewage center of forgiveness
After they are finished destroying every last resource
They move on
Forgetting what soul they soiled, What heart they raped
Sympathy only for those
High in the pecking order of denial
Climbing on the back of a hobo’s legacy
Intellectualness traded for obliviousness
As their toys make them lust
For the slaughter of Mary’s little lambs
After all exposing gullibility makes for better entertainment
The world loves it’s drama
For it is one big reality show of dread
Spraying neurotic fairy tales on each other
As they swallow the pill that makes their ego big
And society said I was the crazy one
The one out of touch with reality
Well that is fine by me. Thank you, Drive through
RRN
JDS2
Secluded by paradox implications
Inside the heart of taboo temptations
Acute in idol illusions
The factor candied up with empty substance
Locked inside
A box filled with phantasmal illustrations
Macabre emotions smiling denial
Crowded with misanthropic chaos
In a maelstrom of misinformed cadence
Being the greatest is hard
But they are, Proclaims their narcistical urges
The epitome of worst disguised as best
In a life they praise highly of themselves
Dreaming berserker nightmares
Marching onto disoriented fantasies
Ah, The sweet smell of destruction
Flesh laden upon a maggot’s lair
In a kingdom built for retched filth
Birthing dirt with slime
As it rains blood
In a subliminal metaphor
Mother nature
Dressed like a whore
By the fate of her subjects
Slapping her, selling her rights
To those who shall abase her
With their own tainted visions
Of being spectators of her
Fall from grace
And the pimps rejoice
Drinking the venom for which they spew
Eating her flesh
Topping it with worms and leaches
Watching the frogs and locusts fall around them
From the skies high of overcompensation
Ah, They said the Devil made them do it
As they kneel down before innocence
Only to stab it in the back with their toxic affections
Craving the power of a transmitted disease
Cowardly infected with their own demonic agenda
After a trip to the sewage center of forgiveness
After they are finished destroying every last resource
They move on
Forgetting what soul they soiled, What heart they raped
Sympathy only for those
High in the pecking order of denial
Climbing on the back of a hobo’s legacy
Intellectualness traded for obliviousness
As their toys make them lust
For the slaughter of Mary’s little lambs
After all exposing gullibility makes for better entertainment
The world loves it’s drama
For it is one big reality show of dread
Spraying neurotic fairy tales on each other
As they swallow the pill that makes their ego big
And society said I was the crazy one
The one out of touch with reality
Well that is fine by me. Thank you, Drive through
RRN
JDS2
Saturday, September 17, 2011
Scorning Endeavors
Dagger to the heart
Blacken veins of despair
Emotional tyranny, Rancor adaptations
Limitless in doom
Painting emotions gray
Knocked out cold by hope
This world no longer knows
The true essence of love
Seduced by the exploitations
Of love’s last dying breath
In the death bed of razorblade lust
Seething indifferences
Deceit births anarchy’s bastard child
Drama unceremoniously unfolds
Tragedy becomes the theme for tomorrow
Grins festering through insidious joy
Bleeding through hypocrisy’s vile lies
Denominational urges full of suicidal visions
Darkening the origins of a bitter tomorrow
Reaching a boiling point
Emotionally destroyed
By their tormenting ways
They took my gift of love for granted
Becoming the descendants of a shallow grave
Taking this diabolical dagger out from my chest
Feeling this tainted blood drip down
In a waterfall of madness
Burning for sweet revenge
This insanity grows to it’s highest peak
Erupting with sulfur laden wrath
Laving myself with destructive rage
Oh, Let the cleansing begin
This world turned it’s back on me
Punishment is the only solution
These arrows tried to reach
The true ambitions of the purest of hearts
Instead the power diseased hypocrites
pushed them away
Jumped right in
Threw them down
Took the shots for themselves
Alienating honest intentions
To an early deep undeserving grave
They disguised themselves as victims
So now, I no longer know where to aim
I tried to live my life as the giver of love
But deceit got in the way
Now I have been blinded
By hate’s manipulative lies
Now I no longer trust anyone
This is not how I wanted it to end
Not knowing the difference
From what is real
From what is make pretend
Things have changed
Now everyone even I must strive to make amends
Watching the succubus and Incubus
Rejoice in vile laughter
As time just rots away
Written By
James Darwin Smith II
RRN
Blacken veins of despair
Emotional tyranny, Rancor adaptations
Limitless in doom
Painting emotions gray
Knocked out cold by hope
This world no longer knows
The true essence of love
Seduced by the exploitations
Of love’s last dying breath
In the death bed of razorblade lust
Seething indifferences
Deceit births anarchy’s bastard child
Drama unceremoniously unfolds
Tragedy becomes the theme for tomorrow
Grins festering through insidious joy
Bleeding through hypocrisy’s vile lies
Denominational urges full of suicidal visions
Darkening the origins of a bitter tomorrow
Reaching a boiling point
Emotionally destroyed
By their tormenting ways
They took my gift of love for granted
Becoming the descendants of a shallow grave
Taking this diabolical dagger out from my chest
Feeling this tainted blood drip down
In a waterfall of madness
Burning for sweet revenge
This insanity grows to it’s highest peak
Erupting with sulfur laden wrath
Laving myself with destructive rage
Oh, Let the cleansing begin
This world turned it’s back on me
Punishment is the only solution
These arrows tried to reach
The true ambitions of the purest of hearts
Instead the power diseased hypocrites
pushed them away
Jumped right in
Threw them down
Took the shots for themselves
Alienating honest intentions
To an early deep undeserving grave
They disguised themselves as victims
So now, I no longer know where to aim
I tried to live my life as the giver of love
But deceit got in the way
Now I have been blinded
By hate’s manipulative lies
Now I no longer trust anyone
This is not how I wanted it to end
Not knowing the difference
From what is real
From what is make pretend
Things have changed
Now everyone even I must strive to make amends
Watching the succubus and Incubus
Rejoice in vile laughter
As time just rots away
Written By
James Darwin Smith II
RRN
Saturday, August 20, 2011
Into the Heart of a Phantasmagoria
The night evokes punishment
Daunting hours bleeding disease
Falling onto slumbering chaos
On this bed made of awakened hostility
Insomnia’s dread slowly achieved
A black mass begins to hover
Invisible eyes cause insecure feelings
Conjured by negative events
Tormenting me to my requiem’s oblivion
Negative entities
I see through you
The pain caused
The fear used
The paranoia built
Yet there is nothing I can do
The putrid smell of death
Burning through this nose
Sweltering scents of festering salvation
Ghastly grotesqueries of a malevolent asunder
Hopelessly stuck
This spirit can no longer roam
In-between the living and the dead
Frozen, There is no place to go
Voices screaming within
Shrieking, Saying all hope ceases to exist
Sucking every inch of this positive energy
Till I grow remorseful in a helpless denial
Black arms reach out of my bed
Hands with long black claws
Ripping my clothes off
Becoming bare and exposed
Shamefully uncannily stark
Scratching this flesh
Burning into oblivion
Crimson waste fountains out
Torn of many macabre incisions
How am I even alive?
So much blood all around
Claws digging deeper in this flesh
Dissecting till they reach my bones
Forcing my insides out
This Skeleton thrown down
A red beam of light shines all around
As this entity ascends from the ground
Becoming me, My own worst enemy
Enslaved by demonic death
In a world crimson of chaos
Battling this dooming energy within
Creating a hell inside my own hell
As the third stage of hell multiplies itself 222 times
Becoming the darkened pentacle of my own undoing
Forced upon a boat made of bones
Forced to be a ferryman of hopeless roams
Riding on an ocean of blood
Carrying fresh victims
To the hell they have yet to endure
Time ceases to exist
But someday I hope to escape
Or is it just too late?
Got to believe in something
Yet, Everything seems too distant to achieve
Who is my master?
The cruel nature of an avatar beast?
Created by flesh?
By the mortal martyrs forceful teachings?
Oh, If only I trusted myself
Not the living’s deceitful agendas
Lost forever
To never be found again
I am a spirit
Of a helpless romantic’s heart dimmed
Lost forever
In the daunting of an insidious torment in motion
Nothing but pain
In this world I have obliviously chosen
Clueless endeavors
To the demonic beyond
I made it this way
Painted my own picture
Now all hope is gone
If only my soul was worth redeeming
Yet, I trusted a movement full of coldhearted seething
Nowhere I can go but further down
The hole for more punishment ahead
It was the path I made now I walk it with my chains
Worn of self enslaved dread
Banishing all hope
Pain is what I must love to endure
If I ever have hope of winning again
Into the heart of a phantasmagoria
Officially enslaved by my own doings
Delusions of the dreams that have
Rendered me dead
So I ask myself
What was I fighting for anyways?
Gone, Gone my words never to be heard from again
Raven Rage Nightly INC
Daunting hours bleeding disease
Falling onto slumbering chaos
On this bed made of awakened hostility
Insomnia’s dread slowly achieved
A black mass begins to hover
Invisible eyes cause insecure feelings
Conjured by negative events
Tormenting me to my requiem’s oblivion
Negative entities
I see through you
The pain caused
The fear used
The paranoia built
Yet there is nothing I can do
The putrid smell of death
Burning through this nose
Sweltering scents of festering salvation
Ghastly grotesqueries of a malevolent asunder
Hopelessly stuck
This spirit can no longer roam
In-between the living and the dead
Frozen, There is no place to go
Voices screaming within
Shrieking, Saying all hope ceases to exist
Sucking every inch of this positive energy
Till I grow remorseful in a helpless denial
Black arms reach out of my bed
Hands with long black claws
Ripping my clothes off
Becoming bare and exposed
Shamefully uncannily stark
Scratching this flesh
Burning into oblivion
Crimson waste fountains out
Torn of many macabre incisions
How am I even alive?
So much blood all around
Claws digging deeper in this flesh
Dissecting till they reach my bones
Forcing my insides out
This Skeleton thrown down
A red beam of light shines all around
As this entity ascends from the ground
Becoming me, My own worst enemy
Enslaved by demonic death
In a world crimson of chaos
Battling this dooming energy within
Creating a hell inside my own hell
As the third stage of hell multiplies itself 222 times
Becoming the darkened pentacle of my own undoing
Forced upon a boat made of bones
Forced to be a ferryman of hopeless roams
Riding on an ocean of blood
Carrying fresh victims
To the hell they have yet to endure
Time ceases to exist
But someday I hope to escape
Or is it just too late?
Got to believe in something
Yet, Everything seems too distant to achieve
Who is my master?
The cruel nature of an avatar beast?
Created by flesh?
By the mortal martyrs forceful teachings?
Oh, If only I trusted myself
Not the living’s deceitful agendas
Lost forever
To never be found again
I am a spirit
Of a helpless romantic’s heart dimmed
Lost forever
In the daunting of an insidious torment in motion
Nothing but pain
In this world I have obliviously chosen
Clueless endeavors
To the demonic beyond
I made it this way
Painted my own picture
Now all hope is gone
If only my soul was worth redeeming
Yet, I trusted a movement full of coldhearted seething
Nowhere I can go but further down
The hole for more punishment ahead
It was the path I made now I walk it with my chains
Worn of self enslaved dread
Banishing all hope
Pain is what I must love to endure
If I ever have hope of winning again
Into the heart of a phantasmagoria
Officially enslaved by my own doings
Delusions of the dreams that have
Rendered me dead
So I ask myself
What was I fighting for anyways?
Gone, Gone my words never to be heard from again
Raven Rage Nightly INC
Monday, August 8, 2011
The Evolution of Lust. Mature
Penetrate me with your darkness
Copulate this soul’s withering core
Crawl onto this breeding ground of chaos
As our hearts scorn as one
Oh, Kiss me darkly
As our flesh turns into a cancerous rage
Veins forming into sin’s allegiance
Flying through love’s desolation
As our broken hearts mend back into our own internal graves
Our hearts form into tombstones
As debauchery seduces the dirge we create
As all of life’s dignity dies unceremoniously
Ravenously indulgent
Misanthropically certified
Inside our own sickened heads
Can you feel the burning within?
The infernal lusting of our own delusional wills?
Downward, Descending deep into a sacrilegious reality
Spiraling into pure thoughts bound into submission
As we cast our stones with our own whorish craze
Our eyes cast shadows upon grace
Alluringly guile upon our wicked ways
Grotesque our reality as we smile euphorically dazed
As we poison our wills with venomous haste
Let us fall onto the fiery bed of atrocity
As our eyes fade into an orgasmic waste
Planting our destruction
With our own demonic liquid of hate
Mating rituals of delusional afflictions
Raping, Pillaging romance
As we murder love
With our own evolution of lust
The apple fell down onto
The errors of Eden’s ways
Now all is damned by the greed
We inherited to become stronger
By each passing day
Hell is our creation
Fear is our way
Into the void
Where we become our own reluctant slaves
Tragedy is the art humankind seems to always crave
Traveling hopelessly into the abyss of an all inspiring temptation
Blackened by the hunger for a new world revolutionized
By the porno tongue of a harlot’s praise
Buried deep down in our own deviant graves
Unmarked epitaphs unwritten by confusion’s game
Now humanity has lost it’s name
Who is to blame?
In pandemonium we trust
What have I, What have we done?
Written By,
JDS2
Raven Rage Nightly INC
Monday, August 1, 2011
When Soul Sights Pity ~Adult~
I want to dye your heart
Inside my own blackened abyss
Come forth, Drink this blood from my wrist
Become a creature forsaken by the light
As we bestow our souls
To the honor of hopelessness
Hidden we shall be
Till our empathy breeds strife
Inspired by the flesh’s gullibility
Corruption that puts light on it’s knees
Sucking in the substance
Of our own evil seeds
Ah, Such a fitting time
Everyone wanting to be put in line
Ready for the right words to seduce them
As they end up bending over
Awaiting the darkness to come right in
No shame, Just make believe pride
Birthing death to this submissive world
Proclaiming myself the abusive step Father
Twisting grace with this daunting tyranny
As I laugh with greed fueled intentions
And now I say
Let there be dark
And there was
Coldness amongst this world
As I have killed hope
Thank you for being my machine
Never could of done it without you
Thank you society
Awaiting patiently as always
For the suicide of more brilliant minds
RRN
Inside my own blackened abyss
Come forth, Drink this blood from my wrist
Become a creature forsaken by the light
As we bestow our souls
To the honor of hopelessness
Hidden we shall be
Till our empathy breeds strife
Inspired by the flesh’s gullibility
Corruption that puts light on it’s knees
Sucking in the substance
Of our own evil seeds
Ah, Such a fitting time
Everyone wanting to be put in line
Ready for the right words to seduce them
As they end up bending over
Awaiting the darkness to come right in
No shame, Just make believe pride
Birthing death to this submissive world
Proclaiming myself the abusive step Father
Twisting grace with this daunting tyranny
As I laugh with greed fueled intentions
And now I say
Let there be dark
And there was
Coldness amongst this world
As I have killed hope
Thank you for being my machine
Never could of done it without you
Thank you society
Awaiting patiently as always
For the suicide of more brilliant minds
RRN
Sunday, July 31, 2011
Grave Endeavors
Violin Hearts
In a grave of forgotten dirge
Tombstones unmarked
As the Ravens sing songs
Of cold hearted blues
Quietness, Not a sound
The fog rolls, Stagnant
Stuck above the hallow grounds
History of an eventual demise
Ghosts expired of their crimes
Of living with reckless abandonment
A song is born
As dark as the souls that infect it
Rejoicing each disease
With light induced tragedy
And we mourn on
Each suicide note more tragic
As the time goes on
Tears fall ever gracefully
In the kindred awakening
Of graves opened for recognition
Oh, Why are the innovators
Only noticed when they meet
Their enchanting doom?
Uneventfully vague
In the abortion of society
May the living rest in peace
Don’t correct art
When art lays restless deep inside the reaper’s wounds
Written By,
James Darwin Smith II
In a grave of forgotten dirge
Tombstones unmarked
As the Ravens sing songs
Of cold hearted blues
Quietness, Not a sound
The fog rolls, Stagnant
Stuck above the hallow grounds
History of an eventual demise
Ghosts expired of their crimes
Of living with reckless abandonment
A song is born
As dark as the souls that infect it
Rejoicing each disease
With light induced tragedy
And we mourn on
Each suicide note more tragic
As the time goes on
Tears fall ever gracefully
In the kindred awakening
Of graves opened for recognition
Oh, Why are the innovators
Only noticed when they meet
Their enchanting doom?
Uneventfully vague
In the abortion of society
May the living rest in peace
Don’t correct art
When art lays restless deep inside the reaper’s wounds
Written By,
James Darwin Smith II
Tuesday, June 28, 2011
My own Hell, My own Internal Waste
Upon this dread
I feel so high
Falling down
Descending from the sky
Burning up as I fall from grace
Twisted in turmoil
Abasing my own fate
You cannot save me
It's Too late
My own Hell
My own internal waste
Raven Rage Nightly
I feel so high
Falling down
Descending from the sky
Burning up as I fall from grace
Twisted in turmoil
Abasing my own fate
You cannot save me
It's Too late
My own Hell
My own internal waste
Raven Rage Nightly
Sunday, June 26, 2011
Terms of this Doomed Endearment
Oh, How compatible we were
The very day I noticed you,
Smiling at me, Winking ever so alluringly
Looking ever seductive
Luring me into your own fantasy world
A world I finally felt accepted in
The day we met
Oh how I remember it well
The day you took my innocence
How secure I felt
Feeling your essence
Surge throughout this body
Goosebumps, Such Goosebumps
Such a satisfying experience to say the least
How you made me laugh, Cry, Scream, Yell
How you gave me both Heaven and Hell
The perfect sphere of a bi polar romance
Hypnotizing this mind into a merry-go-round
One minute I am on a white horse
The next minute on a black horse with red eyes
While the clowns of time watch me
Laughing at all of my strengths and weaknesses
That I left wide open for their very own amusement
Oh, And we had our fights
But you always knew how to get me back
Showing me the harsh realities of life
Getting me to feel high, low, beautiful, ugly
Freeing me of any personal oppression
So you could lure me back in
Ah, Such a game you loved to play
Death, I see through you
No longer am I your whore
In fact I use you now
For my own amusement
You are nothing but a fictional character
Of the sometimes true stories I tell
And it will always be foretold
Till the day my fate fades away naturally
And not by my own hands
You will have to do the deed yourself
We’ve had a long relationship Death
But now I have moved on
In love with life now
And the beauty it surrounds me with
I know you could come back into this reality
In all of your dismal glory
But as I cast you out slowly
Writing you out
Killing a part of you
With the will of my pen’s magic
I know it will always pave my way
Into the atmosphere of this creativity
Leaving me feeling at peace with myself
Always and forever to beyond
Death, Only come when you are not serious
Because I will never have a serious relationship with you ever again
We are now just distant friends
The kind of friend I will use over and over
Till my mind sets itself free
Life, is my new love
It is the path I choose
For a future of strength, love and compassion
In the nature of my own balanced choosing
Beyond the stars that shine before us
In the grace of my own personal belief
Oh, How I am compatible with life
For it is the oxygen, The passion that makes me breathe
Written By,
James Darwin Smith II
The very day I noticed you,
Smiling at me, Winking ever so alluringly
Looking ever seductive
Luring me into your own fantasy world
A world I finally felt accepted in
The day we met
Oh how I remember it well
The day you took my innocence
How secure I felt
Feeling your essence
Surge throughout this body
Goosebumps, Such Goosebumps
Such a satisfying experience to say the least
How you made me laugh, Cry, Scream, Yell
How you gave me both Heaven and Hell
The perfect sphere of a bi polar romance
Hypnotizing this mind into a merry-go-round
One minute I am on a white horse
The next minute on a black horse with red eyes
While the clowns of time watch me
Laughing at all of my strengths and weaknesses
That I left wide open for their very own amusement
Oh, And we had our fights
But you always knew how to get me back
Showing me the harsh realities of life
Getting me to feel high, low, beautiful, ugly
Freeing me of any personal oppression
So you could lure me back in
Ah, Such a game you loved to play
Death, I see through you
No longer am I your whore
In fact I use you now
For my own amusement
You are nothing but a fictional character
Of the sometimes true stories I tell
And it will always be foretold
Till the day my fate fades away naturally
And not by my own hands
You will have to do the deed yourself
We’ve had a long relationship Death
But now I have moved on
In love with life now
And the beauty it surrounds me with
I know you could come back into this reality
In all of your dismal glory
But as I cast you out slowly
Writing you out
Killing a part of you
With the will of my pen’s magic
I know it will always pave my way
Into the atmosphere of this creativity
Leaving me feeling at peace with myself
Always and forever to beyond
Death, Only come when you are not serious
Because I will never have a serious relationship with you ever again
We are now just distant friends
The kind of friend I will use over and over
Till my mind sets itself free
Life, is my new love
It is the path I choose
For a future of strength, love and compassion
In the nature of my own balanced choosing
Beyond the stars that shine before us
In the grace of my own personal belief
Oh, How I am compatible with life
For it is the oxygen, The passion that makes me breathe
Written By,
James Darwin Smith II
Tuesday, June 14, 2011
Inner Requiem of a Nightmare's Dream
Inexplicable torment
Flows in the river of chaos
Running me to palatable oblivion
Oxymoronic induced resources
Failed hope drowning, Unable to swim
Out in the distance
So persistent
In an alienated desecration
As bittersweet marches
Into the war of a pillaging plea
Pleading, Pleading
In this self created river
Tears falling down, All the way down
Descending, Descending
Spiraling down the neurotic falls of broken dreams
Abasing self towards hideous harmony
Smiling, Oh, Smiling
Taking in this sweet misery
Crying, Oh, Crying
Such exhilarated displeasure
Upon these daunting imageries
Of delusional serenity
Death, Possess me
Grab this heart, Give it hope, Give it love
Take it out
Shred it with your scythe
Slam it down my throat
So I can choke from it’s timid substance
Inspired by Death’s enigmatic education
Giving away freedom
Enslaved by personal tyranny
Acute satisfaction my skeleton key
Unlocking all of fate’s doors
Till I find phantom salvation
Into an abode I dishonestly dwell
In the deeds of my own inner turmoil
Opened, So open
As these closet dwelling skeletons embrace me
Perpetrated Demonic partaking
An Idiocy enraged by helpless healing
Oxymoron’s distant irrelevance
Prevalent to unseen eyes swallowed by indignities
Arms raised out, Birthing inner rage
Combustion. Combustion
Thrusting, Burning, Seething
Volcanic eyes erupt
Shattering heart shaped reflections
Love, Torture me
Flaunt your disease, Oh flaunt your disease
Let me detest you, Detest you more
I am your servant, I am your whore
Lead me down the path
Riddled in atrocity
The light fades away
Darkness rolls in
A funeral commences
Into suicide’s empathy
All alone
Not a soul in sight
Mourning within, Paying disrespect
Giving myself a final goodbye
Six feed under
Cries of morbid plunder
Wondering, Screaming
“What is wrong with me?”
Succumbed to this environmental instability
Now will you love me?
Is this what you wanted?
So be it, Dead man sulking
While your alive
Practicing necrophilia
Within these broken dreams
Is this what you wanted from me?
To smile obliviously
As this undertow of emotions
Dominates me?
Soaking in this atmosphere
As I am stuck drowning
In the river of deceit
This pain is now my pleasure
As I am one with society
So is this what you wanted it to be?
So be it, I am you
Your paranormal anomaly
The spirit you evoked
The dooming you embraced
In the daunting of your own empathy
Now all has ceased
You may now awaken from this nightmare
Learn from this
My humbled humility
Alive and well
Bask in yourself
My lovely being of harmony
Darkness shall only come
When you creep unexpected
Scream now
And forever rest in peace
Raven Rage Nightly
Flows in the river of chaos
Running me to palatable oblivion
Oxymoronic induced resources
Failed hope drowning, Unable to swim
Out in the distance
So persistent
In an alienated desecration
As bittersweet marches
Into the war of a pillaging plea
Pleading, Pleading
In this self created river
Tears falling down, All the way down
Descending, Descending
Spiraling down the neurotic falls of broken dreams
Abasing self towards hideous harmony
Smiling, Oh, Smiling
Taking in this sweet misery
Crying, Oh, Crying
Such exhilarated displeasure
Upon these daunting imageries
Of delusional serenity
Death, Possess me
Grab this heart, Give it hope, Give it love
Take it out
Shred it with your scythe
Slam it down my throat
So I can choke from it’s timid substance
Inspired by Death’s enigmatic education
Giving away freedom
Enslaved by personal tyranny
Acute satisfaction my skeleton key
Unlocking all of fate’s doors
Till I find phantom salvation
Into an abode I dishonestly dwell
In the deeds of my own inner turmoil
Opened, So open
As these closet dwelling skeletons embrace me
Perpetrated Demonic partaking
An Idiocy enraged by helpless healing
Oxymoron’s distant irrelevance
Prevalent to unseen eyes swallowed by indignities
Arms raised out, Birthing inner rage
Combustion. Combustion
Thrusting, Burning, Seething
Volcanic eyes erupt
Shattering heart shaped reflections
Love, Torture me
Flaunt your disease, Oh flaunt your disease
Let me detest you, Detest you more
I am your servant, I am your whore
Lead me down the path
Riddled in atrocity
The light fades away
Darkness rolls in
A funeral commences
Into suicide’s empathy
All alone
Not a soul in sight
Mourning within, Paying disrespect
Giving myself a final goodbye
Six feed under
Cries of morbid plunder
Wondering, Screaming
“What is wrong with me?”
Succumbed to this environmental instability
Now will you love me?
Is this what you wanted?
So be it, Dead man sulking
While your alive
Practicing necrophilia
Within these broken dreams
Is this what you wanted from me?
To smile obliviously
As this undertow of emotions
Dominates me?
Soaking in this atmosphere
As I am stuck drowning
In the river of deceit
This pain is now my pleasure
As I am one with society
So is this what you wanted it to be?
So be it, I am you
Your paranormal anomaly
The spirit you evoked
The dooming you embraced
In the daunting of your own empathy
Now all has ceased
You may now awaken from this nightmare
Learn from this
My humbled humility
Alive and well
Bask in yourself
My lovely being of harmony
Darkness shall only come
When you creep unexpected
Scream now
And forever rest in peace
Raven Rage Nightly
Substance of Blasphemed Love
I drank from your substance
Your pure unadulterated substance
Enriched by it’s essence
Persistent in agony
Boiling in the glory
Of a past scorned history
Ah, In this ever intoxicated dwelling
I drink to the brink of all crimson crazed sentiments
In the grasping of an undying cure
That makes me whole again
Ah, Pale as a Ghost
Heart frozen by the cold
Embellished inside these icy dread emotions
As these eyes lock into twisted motions
Preying for death
Upon the dread of a dismal clairvoyance
In the celebration of a Graveyard sublime
You belong to me
You are completely mine
This regret forms
All dreams dismembered
Into this nightmare’s confinement
Storming euphoria’s rage
Delving inside the reflections
Tormented by these beastly eyes
Killing your pride, Killing my pride
In the instance of a slow death improvised
Walking the grave
One misanthropic step at a time
You want to escape
But l own your fate
Clenched to the chaos
Ceremonial to these devious hands
Made by demonic emotions
Empowering the Devil that cries vengeance
In the perishing of all righteous intent
You wish you were dead
But you never were alive
You were always too good for me
But just my luck
I own your pride
Oh, Your substance barren
From my heartless euphoria
All dried up
This misery had company
And with that I thank you
With these evil intentions
That has rendered our love meaningless
I own you forever more
Feeling complete, Yet, I still want more
I am your Satan. I am your Christ
You are my Satan, You are my Christ
We are each others Gods, We are each others vice
Here I am, Here you are, Here we are
The disciples of hopelessness
In love’s haunted hypocrisy
Let us kill romance
Pillage it of it’s natural resources
Lets do it right in front of innocent eyes
So they can learn to spread this very disease
And make all hope commit suicide
Imprisoning it all into
An oblivious demise
We are the blasphemers of love
Killing each heart one dark little secret at a time
Raven Rage Nightly
Your pure unadulterated substance
Enriched by it’s essence
Persistent in agony
Boiling in the glory
Of a past scorned history
Ah, In this ever intoxicated dwelling
I drink to the brink of all crimson crazed sentiments
In the grasping of an undying cure
That makes me whole again
Ah, Pale as a Ghost
Heart frozen by the cold
Embellished inside these icy dread emotions
As these eyes lock into twisted motions
Preying for death
Upon the dread of a dismal clairvoyance
In the celebration of a Graveyard sublime
You belong to me
You are completely mine
This regret forms
All dreams dismembered
Into this nightmare’s confinement
Storming euphoria’s rage
Delving inside the reflections
Tormented by these beastly eyes
Killing your pride, Killing my pride
In the instance of a slow death improvised
Walking the grave
One misanthropic step at a time
You want to escape
But l own your fate
Clenched to the chaos
Ceremonial to these devious hands
Made by demonic emotions
Empowering the Devil that cries vengeance
In the perishing of all righteous intent
You wish you were dead
But you never were alive
You were always too good for me
But just my luck
I own your pride
Oh, Your substance barren
From my heartless euphoria
All dried up
This misery had company
And with that I thank you
With these evil intentions
That has rendered our love meaningless
I own you forever more
Feeling complete, Yet, I still want more
I am your Satan. I am your Christ
You are my Satan, You are my Christ
We are each others Gods, We are each others vice
Here I am, Here you are, Here we are
The disciples of hopelessness
In love’s haunted hypocrisy
Let us kill romance
Pillage it of it’s natural resources
Lets do it right in front of innocent eyes
So they can learn to spread this very disease
And make all hope commit suicide
Imprisoning it all into
An oblivious demise
We are the blasphemers of love
Killing each heart one dark little secret at a time
Raven Rage Nightly
The Hourglass Part 2
There is still hope indeed
As I am buried down
Deep in the morbid sands of time
I realize, This cannot end
Negativity cannot kill this existence
As I avenge myself
Gathering all this inner strength within
My first intention
Was to delve into the hourglass
So I could block time
As I traveled
To the light speed of infinity
Embracing all walks of oxymoronic fantasies
Oblivious to this very heart and soul
But then I realized nothing will ever change
I will only feel such enduring pain
Energy being drained
Terror being foretold
In this personal catastrophe enduring
The death of my inner emotions
So I ask myself
Why wallow in this very dread?
Who wins? Not me
I thrive to climb back atop these dreams
Taking them where I have never taken them before
Being incomplete because complete is boring
Looking down with rejoice
Enlightened by this knowledge that has been implored
And on this very pinnacle
I have found the very creatures
That once hindered these feelings
But will I kill them?, No
These monsters are all for my entertainment
For the amusement of this artistic insanity
That flows inside this muse's metaphor
And then in deep meditation, I have an epiphany!
The divine realization of never being a product of my environment
But the director of all greater dreams ahead
Sure they'll be pain and suffrage
But I can beat it
For I have beaten it many times before
Now, So far is really so close
I can just feel it, Touch it, Smell it, Breathe it in
As this heart beats in ethereal rhythm
Truly giving me acceptance
Of a love I have never felt before
And now with my mind
I have drawn a volcano
Within this very hourglass
As it shall erupt within this oppressive time
Destroying this hourglass within
As I proclaim time as my own essence
Yes, I have outgrown this hourglass
And now I fly up and away
Ready to touch down when needed
Only to take a special interest up with me
As I fly higher than ever before
This is not the end
But the start of all greater things to come
Sure I will probably crash from time to time
But I will get back up and fly like never before
I have escaped the hourglass
Now it's nothing but a shattered illusion
Looking down at it's pathetic defeat
Smiling ear to ear with such a bittersweet accomplishment
Now my love, My self worth
Have become the priceless treasure
That I cherish the most
Grabbing onto poetic salvation
Flying higher than ever before
My mind has never been this clear
Feeling brand new in this race against time
As time no matter how shattered
Will always live on
Raven Rage Nightly
As I am buried down
Deep in the morbid sands of time
I realize, This cannot end
Negativity cannot kill this existence
As I avenge myself
Gathering all this inner strength within
My first intention
Was to delve into the hourglass
So I could block time
As I traveled
To the light speed of infinity
Embracing all walks of oxymoronic fantasies
Oblivious to this very heart and soul
But then I realized nothing will ever change
I will only feel such enduring pain
Energy being drained
Terror being foretold
In this personal catastrophe enduring
The death of my inner emotions
So I ask myself
Why wallow in this very dread?
Who wins? Not me
I thrive to climb back atop these dreams
Taking them where I have never taken them before
Being incomplete because complete is boring
Looking down with rejoice
Enlightened by this knowledge that has been implored
And on this very pinnacle
I have found the very creatures
That once hindered these feelings
But will I kill them?, No
These monsters are all for my entertainment
For the amusement of this artistic insanity
That flows inside this muse's metaphor
And then in deep meditation, I have an epiphany!
The divine realization of never being a product of my environment
But the director of all greater dreams ahead
Sure they'll be pain and suffrage
But I can beat it
For I have beaten it many times before
Now, So far is really so close
I can just feel it, Touch it, Smell it, Breathe it in
As this heart beats in ethereal rhythm
Truly giving me acceptance
Of a love I have never felt before
And now with my mind
I have drawn a volcano
Within this very hourglass
As it shall erupt within this oppressive time
Destroying this hourglass within
As I proclaim time as my own essence
Yes, I have outgrown this hourglass
And now I fly up and away
Ready to touch down when needed
Only to take a special interest up with me
As I fly higher than ever before
This is not the end
But the start of all greater things to come
Sure I will probably crash from time to time
But I will get back up and fly like never before
I have escaped the hourglass
Now it's nothing but a shattered illusion
Looking down at it's pathetic defeat
Smiling ear to ear with such a bittersweet accomplishment
Now my love, My self worth
Have become the priceless treasure
That I cherish the most
Grabbing onto poetic salvation
Flying higher than ever before
My mind has never been this clear
Feeling brand new in this race against time
As time no matter how shattered
Will always live on
Raven Rage Nightly
Monday, June 6, 2011
The Hourglass Part 1
I delved into the hourglass
Split into shards shattered by regret
Warped into distant dreams
The insurrection laden over to the horizon
Screaming the prophecy of my own dooming
Stuck in this hypocrisy
Torrential pouring of blackened grief
Touching razorblade smiles
In the honor of all subliminal greed
This place for which I am stuck
Festers me with such belligerent agony
Woefully celebrating
The honor of being destroyed
While enslaving all rationality
Ah, The hourglass it fills with dreaded metaphors
Demons,. Skeletons, Witches. Gargoyles
All shredding me into oblivion
As we fall ever slowly
To the other side unified
In this united tragedy of oblivion’s tantalization
As I am nothing more than specs of tiny shrapnel
Clueless in this unknown origin
Falling, Falling, Descending
When will it end?
This nightmare’s possession
My own sanity in question
As I fall down impaled within
Into the illusions of distant dreams
Horrid to the foul stench of destruction
A crime scene within my heart
Sliced by the heat of a perplexing passion
Confused to the center of my inner chaos within
I am Pummeled by fate’s deception
By the approval of genocide’s lust
Weighed down by this grave of ill intentions
No longer relevant to all things beautiful
As this ugliness grows within
I am my own evil
I am my own sin
Is this the final curtain?
To my own hell within
Within me
Is nothing but distant dreams
Wait is there still hope?
Written By,
Healium Shriekspear
Raven Rage Nightly INC
6/6/11
Split into shards shattered by regret
Warped into distant dreams
The insurrection laden over to the horizon
Screaming the prophecy of my own dooming
Stuck in this hypocrisy
Torrential pouring of blackened grief
Touching razorblade smiles
In the honor of all subliminal greed
This place for which I am stuck
Festers me with such belligerent agony
Woefully celebrating
The honor of being destroyed
While enslaving all rationality
Ah, The hourglass it fills with dreaded metaphors
Demons,. Skeletons, Witches. Gargoyles
All shredding me into oblivion
As we fall ever slowly
To the other side unified
In this united tragedy of oblivion’s tantalization
As I am nothing more than specs of tiny shrapnel
Clueless in this unknown origin
Falling, Falling, Descending
When will it end?
This nightmare’s possession
My own sanity in question
As I fall down impaled within
Into the illusions of distant dreams
Horrid to the foul stench of destruction
A crime scene within my heart
Sliced by the heat of a perplexing passion
Confused to the center of my inner chaos within
I am Pummeled by fate’s deception
By the approval of genocide’s lust
Weighed down by this grave of ill intentions
No longer relevant to all things beautiful
As this ugliness grows within
I am my own evil
I am my own sin
Is this the final curtain?
To my own hell within
Within me
Is nothing but distant dreams
Wait is there still hope?
Written By,
Healium Shriekspear
Raven Rage Nightly INC
6/6/11
Friday, June 3, 2011
Christian Woman
Christian woman
How those very eyes throw stones
Nailing me to the cross of it’s very glare
Giving these visions such hatred
As you try making me meek
Upon your biggest weakness, Your pride
It all bounces back to you
Then with a vengeance comes back at me
Suffocating, I cannot breathe
Turning blue in the blackness that is you
Apocalyptic emotions
Your pain is the undertaking
That buries you alive
In the very ground
You are trying to shove me down into
Cursed with the delusions
That empowers all walks of sin
With that rotting, Festering demonizing grin
Unbeknownst to you
Nail me, Oh nail me
To the very cross on your chest
Turn it upside down
Burn it with your engulfing rage
Envisioning your own prophetic revelations
As you watch me scream
Into your very own oblivion,
Into your very own agony within
Was it worth it?
All this pain and suffering?
Prostituting the void you detested
Straight into the paradox you created in the first place?
Was it really worth it?
In this hell you tried throwing me into
You were really the one crucified
On the upside down cross
Burning with hate
Such pure unadulterated hate
Oh, Heavenly father
Put her out of her misery
For it spreads like cancer
Into the oppression of her own pride within
Forgive me father
For I have sinned
And I loved every minute of it
Hey, Don’t put the blame on me
It was you who played these games
As you created this monster in the first place
For once in your life. Take responsibility
And now I am possessed, I am free
Christian Woman
What in the fire and brimstone have you done?
Raven Rage Nightly
How those very eyes throw stones
Nailing me to the cross of it’s very glare
Giving these visions such hatred
As you try making me meek
Upon your biggest weakness, Your pride
It all bounces back to you
Then with a vengeance comes back at me
Suffocating, I cannot breathe
Turning blue in the blackness that is you
Apocalyptic emotions
Your pain is the undertaking
That buries you alive
In the very ground
You are trying to shove me down into
Cursed with the delusions
That empowers all walks of sin
With that rotting, Festering demonizing grin
Unbeknownst to you
Nail me, Oh nail me
To the very cross on your chest
Turn it upside down
Burn it with your engulfing rage
Envisioning your own prophetic revelations
As you watch me scream
Into your very own oblivion,
Into your very own agony within
Was it worth it?
All this pain and suffering?
Prostituting the void you detested
Straight into the paradox you created in the first place?
Was it really worth it?
In this hell you tried throwing me into
You were really the one crucified
On the upside down cross
Burning with hate
Such pure unadulterated hate
Oh, Heavenly father
Put her out of her misery
For it spreads like cancer
Into the oppression of her own pride within
Forgive me father
For I have sinned
And I loved every minute of it
Hey, Don’t put the blame on me
It was you who played these games
As you created this monster in the first place
For once in your life. Take responsibility
And now I am possessed, I am free
Christian Woman
What in the fire and brimstone have you done?
Raven Rage Nightly
Wednesday, June 1, 2011
IT
This is open for interpretation
Ah, Look at that beauty
Look at those oblivious expressions
Oh, Such an open book
For those to amuse themselves
In the very name of seduction
This ugly soul, This morbid soul
Oh, How it looks straight into those beautiful eyes
Lodging terror, Fear, Destruction
All within the intentions of pure ugliness
Dedicated to this loving abomination
Oh, The sweet taste
Of this clueless beauty
Making IT cold and gray
Blackened, Dismembered and dismayed
Becoming sin in fates chagrin
Letting IT’S disease spread
Into the very spoils of the night
Darkness comes. All light succumbs
Harnessing grief
Into a guilty pleasure
Chastised by romantic affliction
In this very control
Won by this beast within
The creature of a dark lusting
IT’S dwelling explodes
Six feet under this soul
For this very skin that was cherished
Is now the destruction
Of the inner sanctuary of grace
Defiled. Defaced
Left for dead, Awakened
Wondering what happened
Frail, Lifeless, Bewildered
By the nightmares left by yours truly
Terror spreads it’s dread
And this former beauty is left mourning
Knowing I have done IT wrong
But IT still, Still wants more
And here IT thought
That I was perfection
Unbeknownst to IT
This existence was just an illusion
That laughed in the face of all ill intentions
Yet, IT is still infatuated with this oblivion
This creation of IT’S own plight
This flesh was never IT’S God
But IT’S Satan
But how would IT know
When this dimension has no grasp on reality?
I always win in the end
IT was never she, I am really IT
Yet, She will always be IT to me
Inner Torment loses in the end
Thank you for letting me pillage your mind!
My mind, Everyone’s mind!
Written By,
Raven Rage Nightly, Healium Shriekspear
Ah, Look at that beauty
Look at those oblivious expressions
Oh, Such an open book
For those to amuse themselves
In the very name of seduction
This ugly soul, This morbid soul
Oh, How it looks straight into those beautiful eyes
Lodging terror, Fear, Destruction
All within the intentions of pure ugliness
Dedicated to this loving abomination
Oh, The sweet taste
Of this clueless beauty
Making IT cold and gray
Blackened, Dismembered and dismayed
Becoming sin in fates chagrin
Letting IT’S disease spread
Into the very spoils of the night
Darkness comes. All light succumbs
Harnessing grief
Into a guilty pleasure
Chastised by romantic affliction
In this very control
Won by this beast within
The creature of a dark lusting
IT’S dwelling explodes
Six feet under this soul
For this very skin that was cherished
Is now the destruction
Of the inner sanctuary of grace
Defiled. Defaced
Left for dead, Awakened
Wondering what happened
Frail, Lifeless, Bewildered
By the nightmares left by yours truly
Terror spreads it’s dread
And this former beauty is left mourning
Knowing I have done IT wrong
But IT still, Still wants more
And here IT thought
That I was perfection
Unbeknownst to IT
This existence was just an illusion
That laughed in the face of all ill intentions
Yet, IT is still infatuated with this oblivion
This creation of IT’S own plight
This flesh was never IT’S God
But IT’S Satan
But how would IT know
When this dimension has no grasp on reality?
I always win in the end
IT was never she, I am really IT
Yet, She will always be IT to me
Inner Torment loses in the end
Thank you for letting me pillage your mind!
My mind, Everyone’s mind!
Written By,
Raven Rage Nightly, Healium Shriekspear
Monday, May 30, 2011
Destination Darkness
Levitated above the hallow grounds
Decay minded, Cold hearted
Necro lips for fates kiss
In the arms of a morbid embrace
Ah, The fog rolls out
Within it roams the phantoms of despair
Ready to tear flesh
Upon the very command of a cataclysmic destruction
As apocalypse’s tyranny manifests
Bestowing into the realm of this very dread
Ah, Dimensions intertwined
And oh so unsettling
The war amongst life and death
Fates tortured presence
In the cells of an acute unraveling
Bloodbath, Grotesque scenery
Twisted motives
Torn dreams
This battle
This very battle
It’s all within my soul
The creeping flesh of these memories battle on
Cannot stop it
Cannot let it go
Oh, The horror
The violence within my soul
Taking it’s genocidal toll
Left for dead
Living in this nightmare raging before me
Oh, What did I ever do?
Oh, Lord why have you forsaken me?
Screams of hatred within
Stuck, Enslaved, Imprisoned
Diseased by this very darkening rapture
Spreading chaos amongst this dooming
Levitating above the hollow grounds
Body burning, Incisions surfacing
Forming from head to toe
Stabbing, Slicing, Oh, such impaling sensations
Flesh tearing. Oh, This pain, This horrid pain!
I awaken!
It was all a nightmare
Everything is ok!
Sighs of relief
All will be ok!
I look over
And what do I see?
My tortured self
From this horrifying dream
Smiling, Holding a scythe
Here comes the morbid screams!
Destination darkness
Where the light is the thing of the past
Now roaming within this tortured emptiness
Asking myself
What did I ever create?
When did I ever go mad?
When I think it’s going to end
It tears me up even more
Raven Rage Nightly aka James Darwin Smith II
5/30/11
Decay minded, Cold hearted
Necro lips for fates kiss
In the arms of a morbid embrace
Ah, The fog rolls out
Within it roams the phantoms of despair
Ready to tear flesh
Upon the very command of a cataclysmic destruction
As apocalypse’s tyranny manifests
Bestowing into the realm of this very dread
Ah, Dimensions intertwined
And oh so unsettling
The war amongst life and death
Fates tortured presence
In the cells of an acute unraveling
Bloodbath, Grotesque scenery
Twisted motives
Torn dreams
This battle
This very battle
It’s all within my soul
The creeping flesh of these memories battle on
Cannot stop it
Cannot let it go
Oh, The horror
The violence within my soul
Taking it’s genocidal toll
Left for dead
Living in this nightmare raging before me
Oh, What did I ever do?
Oh, Lord why have you forsaken me?
Screams of hatred within
Stuck, Enslaved, Imprisoned
Diseased by this very darkening rapture
Spreading chaos amongst this dooming
Levitating above the hollow grounds
Body burning, Incisions surfacing
Forming from head to toe
Stabbing, Slicing, Oh, such impaling sensations
Flesh tearing. Oh, This pain, This horrid pain!
I awaken!
It was all a nightmare
Everything is ok!
Sighs of relief
All will be ok!
I look over
And what do I see?
My tortured self
From this horrifying dream
Smiling, Holding a scythe
Here comes the morbid screams!
Destination darkness
Where the light is the thing of the past
Now roaming within this tortured emptiness
Asking myself
What did I ever create?
When did I ever go mad?
When I think it’s going to end
It tears me up even more
Raven Rage Nightly aka James Darwin Smith II
5/30/11
Saturday, May 28, 2011
Look into the Tears of the Raven's Eyes
Look into the tears of a Raven’s eyes
See the pain within
The frustrations
The dead persistence
An oblivious existence
Downed by nocturnal emptiness
Upon the spirits
Of a misanthropic dwelling
Emotions sweltering
In grace’s swelling
Twisted upon a diseasing strife
Plagued to the depths
Of a cancerous blithe
Digging graves
For an asunder race
Nomads evolutionary of a dismal embrace
An ever changing wasteland
In torment’s wake
Look into the tears of a Raven’s eyes
The agony, The desolation
The sadness, The madness
The seething, The hatred
And the enigma in-between
Deviated scenes
Filling the brim
Of a cold cup of sin
Polluted dreams
Corvus nightmares
Inner screams
Slew peeks
Life’s deceit
Burning lies
Humanity’s lighter side
The epicenter of a seismic demise
Look into the tears of a Raven’s eyes
Look into the tears of a Raven’s cry
The atrocity, The devastation
The chaos, The turmoil
The affliction. The destruction
The form, The shape
The abuse, The rape
The murder scene within
The grotesquely grim
The glum witty qualm
All in the eyes of what was created for us
Look into the tears of the Raven’s eyes
The haunted cries, The lust for religious suicide
The birthing of genocide
The capturing of humanity’s pride
The desecration, The homicide
Temptations brought forth by envy’s envious task
Of an infernal wrenching
All hope abased
Fruition’s poison
The intoxicated taste
Of a horrid pace
Of terror’s haste
Helpless in the abyss
Of a perished faith
Wasting hope, Agonizing grace
Painted taint, Forsaken fate
Nailing the coffin of an organized delusion
A revolting rapture
Divinity ruptured
A gleeful lament
Of a dirge’s battle cry
A funeral’s rejoice
In a graveyard’s sublime
Look into the tears of the Raven’s eyes
Vindication emerges. All living dreams chastised
As revenge laughs, As greed cries
As bittersweet celebrates
This very apocalyptic uprising
In the honor that brings joy
To the tears of the Raven’s eyes
All is drowned below the ocean’s fury
Inside the tears of the Raven’s eyes
Raven Rage Darkly
Written By,
Healium Shriekspear and RRD
who are all me,
James Darwin Smith II
5/28/11
See the pain within
The frustrations
The dead persistence
An oblivious existence
Downed by nocturnal emptiness
Upon the spirits
Of a misanthropic dwelling
Emotions sweltering
In grace’s swelling
Twisted upon a diseasing strife
Plagued to the depths
Of a cancerous blithe
Digging graves
For an asunder race
Nomads evolutionary of a dismal embrace
An ever changing wasteland
In torment’s wake
Look into the tears of a Raven’s eyes
The agony, The desolation
The sadness, The madness
The seething, The hatred
And the enigma in-between
Deviated scenes
Filling the brim
Of a cold cup of sin
Polluted dreams
Corvus nightmares
Inner screams
Slew peeks
Life’s deceit
Burning lies
Humanity’s lighter side
The epicenter of a seismic demise
Look into the tears of a Raven’s eyes
Look into the tears of a Raven’s cry
The atrocity, The devastation
The chaos, The turmoil
The affliction. The destruction
The form, The shape
The abuse, The rape
The murder scene within
The grotesquely grim
The glum witty qualm
All in the eyes of what was created for us
Look into the tears of the Raven’s eyes
The haunted cries, The lust for religious suicide
The birthing of genocide
The capturing of humanity’s pride
The desecration, The homicide
Temptations brought forth by envy’s envious task
Of an infernal wrenching
All hope abased
Fruition’s poison
The intoxicated taste
Of a horrid pace
Of terror’s haste
Helpless in the abyss
Of a perished faith
Wasting hope, Agonizing grace
Painted taint, Forsaken fate
Nailing the coffin of an organized delusion
A revolting rapture
Divinity ruptured
A gleeful lament
Of a dirge’s battle cry
A funeral’s rejoice
In a graveyard’s sublime
Look into the tears of the Raven’s eyes
Vindication emerges. All living dreams chastised
As revenge laughs, As greed cries
As bittersweet celebrates
This very apocalyptic uprising
In the honor that brings joy
To the tears of the Raven’s eyes
All is drowned below the ocean’s fury
Inside the tears of the Raven’s eyes
Raven Rage Darkly
Written By,
Healium Shriekspear and RRD
who are all me,
James Darwin Smith II
5/28/11
Friday, May 27, 2011
Creatures of the Plight
Ah, Listen to our screams
Our blood curdling screams
Of a child’s cursed birthing
Anti blessed of tainted plight
Reversal upon breeding site
Oh, Listen to our calls
The calls of the creatures of the night
Our very salvation
Is the suffering of our own infatuation
The death we have conjured within ourselves
Ah, To “hell” with salvation
Deathly diseased, Abominated killing spree
As we spread to the depths of heaven
Just call us evil of all evil’s delight
We are the dyslexic Adam and Eve
May life become death
In the traverse of night
Our twisted rapture, The capturing of human delight
Impaling one pathetic soul at a time
In the death of an all miserable loving twilight
May we kill and kill and kill
Till the world dies and dies at our will
Distress in peace
Resurrected by the pain of our own suffering
We are the creatures of the plight
Smelling death amongst our revolting revolution
And now we shall make the day
Turn into eternal night
Hail to us, The Creatures of the Plight
Hail to the temptation that destroys light
Hail to us, The Creatures of the Plight
By,
Raven Rage Nightly
The possessor of James Darwin Smith II
Our blood curdling screams
Of a child’s cursed birthing
Anti blessed of tainted plight
Reversal upon breeding site
Oh, Listen to our calls
The calls of the creatures of the night
Our very salvation
Is the suffering of our own infatuation
The death we have conjured within ourselves
Ah, To “hell” with salvation
Deathly diseased, Abominated killing spree
As we spread to the depths of heaven
Just call us evil of all evil’s delight
We are the dyslexic Adam and Eve
May life become death
In the traverse of night
Our twisted rapture, The capturing of human delight
Impaling one pathetic soul at a time
In the death of an all miserable loving twilight
May we kill and kill and kill
Till the world dies and dies at our will
Distress in peace
Resurrected by the pain of our own suffering
We are the creatures of the plight
Smelling death amongst our revolting revolution
And now we shall make the day
Turn into eternal night
Hail to us, The Creatures of the Plight
Hail to the temptation that destroys light
Hail to us, The Creatures of the Plight
By,
Raven Rage Nightly
The possessor of James Darwin Smith II
Thursday, May 26, 2011
On a Cold Morbid Night
On a cold morbid night
My heart begins to freeze
Solid to a pervious plight
Wishing to be thawed, Freed
Angel, You have tested this faith
Broken this very will
And for this
Your inner being must be killed
Angel, This mind grows stronger
This imagination becomes real
How does it feel
To be tortured like this?
On a cold morbid night
My heart becomes your prison
Frozen in the desolation
Of when you left me out in the cold
Angel, You’re the last one in line
The last one who destroyed this heart of mine
The final blow to its hope
Raping the dreams within it’s cherished beating
On a cold morbid night
Karma kills yours soul
Shredding it into glaciers
Desecrating it to
A below zero destruction
In which you did to yourself
Angel, Your kiss was not the kiss of death
But the fate you yourself sealed
When you turned your back on my faith
Leaving it imploding in it’s own apocalyptic asunder
Now, You are a slave
To the death of my own twisted salvation
The darkness which fate has been broken
And the agony for which
It’s inner beast has been evoked
And now you shall live
In the torture you created for me
You are the last Angel
Who will ever deceive me
My heart has been darkened
To a newly created sphere
Built with the pain and frustration
Of what it was left to be
Thank you for creating the evil for which is me
On this cold morbid night
Written By,
Raven Rage Nightly
My heart begins to freeze
Solid to a pervious plight
Wishing to be thawed, Freed
Angel, You have tested this faith
Broken this very will
And for this
Your inner being must be killed
Angel, This mind grows stronger
This imagination becomes real
How does it feel
To be tortured like this?
On a cold morbid night
My heart becomes your prison
Frozen in the desolation
Of when you left me out in the cold
Angel, You’re the last one in line
The last one who destroyed this heart of mine
The final blow to its hope
Raping the dreams within it’s cherished beating
On a cold morbid night
Karma kills yours soul
Shredding it into glaciers
Desecrating it to
A below zero destruction
In which you did to yourself
Angel, Your kiss was not the kiss of death
But the fate you yourself sealed
When you turned your back on my faith
Leaving it imploding in it’s own apocalyptic asunder
Now, You are a slave
To the death of my own twisted salvation
The darkness which fate has been broken
And the agony for which
It’s inner beast has been evoked
And now you shall live
In the torture you created for me
You are the last Angel
Who will ever deceive me
My heart has been darkened
To a newly created sphere
Built with the pain and frustration
Of what it was left to be
Thank you for creating the evil for which is me
On this cold morbid night
Written By,
Raven Rage Nightly
Saturday, May 21, 2011
Anti Part 3 The Genesis of the True Revelations
In darkness I trust
Seduced by it's lust
Ever so floundering in treason
Buried by gilded reasons
Destroying the shameful sodomy of light
Escaping to the darkness of a newly sufferage delight
Oh, How I have sailed to the depths of darkness
On my dreaded ship of skeletal remains
Enigma the only prophet
The sanctuary of my own grotesque abomination
Possessing me of my own red whithered direction
Into the darkness I am bound
Tortured and dismayed
Afflicted by these inner beauty inflictions
As my enemy emotions try getting in my way
Oh, No I am not in hell
Nor a Demon as well
That is all Child's play
To this place I so darkly dwell
This heart on fire
Burning to the seething core
No more deceptive feelings
Love was just a myth, Non existent
Oh, How I hate and I hate and I hate
Misanthropic my enduring fate
Death amongst this ruptured destiny
Walking amongst these grave endangerments
Ah, These visions
Seeing this sad pathetic weak world on fire
As I have become evil in my own doings
As my calling is terror
In this kaleidoscope dreading phantasmagoria
This is one giant step for creature
In the brink of dismal despair for all mankind
Such desolation
A fiery of Heaven's erosion
Killing all light
On enlightened soul at a time
In the brink of this dooming aristry
Destruction is my unluckiest of cravings
So from here on out
I shall vanquish all things living
In the vanity of my own depressed reality
In the lusting of all these euphoric nightmares
Death to all
And everything humanity has ever accomplished
I am merely your creation
A scapegoat for your ending times
So you have no one to blame
But yourself
The book of revelations
Is the porn you attribute to
In the special times you spend with yourself
I was never your Devil
After all Satan was always pathetic and weak
A fictional fairy tale of humanity's holy control
I was always something much more than that
I was always the evil that made the biblical evil
Cry in submission
Fate, May you never rest in peace
As you keep birthing the wonders of my own infancy
It's a ploy
Always has been, Always will be
To the creation of my own tainted offspring
In the evolution of this new darkened time
Of all epic travesties
In the beginning
I said let there no longer be light
Written By,
Raven Rage Darkly
Seduced by it's lust
Ever so floundering in treason
Buried by gilded reasons
Destroying the shameful sodomy of light
Escaping to the darkness of a newly sufferage delight
Oh, How I have sailed to the depths of darkness
On my dreaded ship of skeletal remains
Enigma the only prophet
The sanctuary of my own grotesque abomination
Possessing me of my own red whithered direction
Into the darkness I am bound
Tortured and dismayed
Afflicted by these inner beauty inflictions
As my enemy emotions try getting in my way
Oh, No I am not in hell
Nor a Demon as well
That is all Child's play
To this place I so darkly dwell
This heart on fire
Burning to the seething core
No more deceptive feelings
Love was just a myth, Non existent
Oh, How I hate and I hate and I hate
Misanthropic my enduring fate
Death amongst this ruptured destiny
Walking amongst these grave endangerments
Ah, These visions
Seeing this sad pathetic weak world on fire
As I have become evil in my own doings
As my calling is terror
In this kaleidoscope dreading phantasmagoria
This is one giant step for creature
In the brink of dismal despair for all mankind
Such desolation
A fiery of Heaven's erosion
Killing all light
On enlightened soul at a time
In the brink of this dooming aristry
Destruction is my unluckiest of cravings
So from here on out
I shall vanquish all things living
In the vanity of my own depressed reality
In the lusting of all these euphoric nightmares
Death to all
And everything humanity has ever accomplished
I am merely your creation
A scapegoat for your ending times
So you have no one to blame
But yourself
The book of revelations
Is the porn you attribute to
In the special times you spend with yourself
I was never your Devil
After all Satan was always pathetic and weak
A fictional fairy tale of humanity's holy control
I was always something much more than that
I was always the evil that made the biblical evil
Cry in submission
Fate, May you never rest in peace
As you keep birthing the wonders of my own infancy
It's a ploy
Always has been, Always will be
To the creation of my own tainted offspring
In the evolution of this new darkened time
Of all epic travesties
In the beginning
I said let there no longer be light
Written By,
Raven Rage Darkly
Friday, May 20, 2011
Anti Part 2 The Rise of Hopelessness
Love is a venereal disease
Brought out by grace’s raping
Penetrations of damnation
In the internal fire
Scorned by the angel’s inner malicious rapture
Of a radically core dyslexic abomination
Feint on the fray of multi demented conceptions
Birthing destruction euphoric calamity of impervious insanity
Oh, This cancer has blackened me to the core
Devouring these eyes of any light
As these dreams conjure past alienation
Breeding the death of my coagulated deviance
Stroked by the pale sword
That impales divine temptations
And I am infected
In this internal hating
In this scorn torn seduction
Of this overbearing chaos
Creasing upon the cusp
Of a succubus’s impure affection
Of the black seeds of dismal dreaming
Caught in the axis of demented beauty
In the ugliness of the mirrors overzealous demeaned cursing
As I smile in each shrapnel sharpened in my own disillusion
Pain is my pleasure
Depression I treasure
Emotions are a sign of weakness
As I am the king of negativity
In the kingdom of my own oblique choosing
Full of broken dreams and ambitious delusions
Asphyxiation with horrid accelerations
Warping to the tomb of this inner turmoil
In the hopeful helpless wondering
Of all dreadful things to come
Ah, This burning, This fiery blood
Has torn me into a blissful oblivion
Feeling great vindication of this hatred
As this soul reigns with great vengeance
In this inner kingdom I rule with acclimated tyranny
In this self centered intoxication
Upon this torture of pleasurable laboring
Where I spread this disease ever so gracefully
In the evil of my own insidious doings
No one tells me what to do but me
Oh, How this rancor loving
Breaks me free of any burden of hope
I am lost
Thanks to the deception of love
Visions full of joyful plight
Morbid eyes melting hotter than inside the gates of hell
To fiery stares
Burning those who have pimped love itself
In the blink of a heartless attraction
I am nothing but hopelessness
That screams for the head of salvation
Welcome to my severed deadly grins
Vanquishing your character
As I penetrate you 666 times
As I make the biblical created Satan watch in shame
Taking vile comfort digging deep inside your whole being
Was it as bad for you
As it was good for me?
Written By,
Raven Rage Nightly
5/20/11
Brought out by grace’s raping
Penetrations of damnation
In the internal fire
Scorned by the angel’s inner malicious rapture
Of a radically core dyslexic abomination
Feint on the fray of multi demented conceptions
Birthing destruction euphoric calamity of impervious insanity
Oh, This cancer has blackened me to the core
Devouring these eyes of any light
As these dreams conjure past alienation
Breeding the death of my coagulated deviance
Stroked by the pale sword
That impales divine temptations
And I am infected
In this internal hating
In this scorn torn seduction
Of this overbearing chaos
Creasing upon the cusp
Of a succubus’s impure affection
Of the black seeds of dismal dreaming
Caught in the axis of demented beauty
In the ugliness of the mirrors overzealous demeaned cursing
As I smile in each shrapnel sharpened in my own disillusion
Pain is my pleasure
Depression I treasure
Emotions are a sign of weakness
As I am the king of negativity
In the kingdom of my own oblique choosing
Full of broken dreams and ambitious delusions
Asphyxiation with horrid accelerations
Warping to the tomb of this inner turmoil
In the hopeful helpless wondering
Of all dreadful things to come
Ah, This burning, This fiery blood
Has torn me into a blissful oblivion
Feeling great vindication of this hatred
As this soul reigns with great vengeance
In this inner kingdom I rule with acclimated tyranny
In this self centered intoxication
Upon this torture of pleasurable laboring
Where I spread this disease ever so gracefully
In the evil of my own insidious doings
No one tells me what to do but me
Oh, How this rancor loving
Breaks me free of any burden of hope
I am lost
Thanks to the deception of love
Visions full of joyful plight
Morbid eyes melting hotter than inside the gates of hell
To fiery stares
Burning those who have pimped love itself
In the blink of a heartless attraction
I am nothing but hopelessness
That screams for the head of salvation
Welcome to my severed deadly grins
Vanquishing your character
As I penetrate you 666 times
As I make the biblical created Satan watch in shame
Taking vile comfort digging deep inside your whole being
Was it as bad for you
As it was good for me?
Written By,
Raven Rage Nightly
5/20/11
Wednesday, May 18, 2011
Anti Part 1 The Dismantling Within
This is a fictional Write and the ending is a metaphor yet it is probably offensive or could be offensive. But this is fictional.
Why oh why should I even have a heart?
It pains me when I want to feel
Bringing me to hopelessness
Making me weak and pathetic
And ugly within
As I stand here on the brink of morbid enslavement
Bound me darkness
I am yours for the taking
The light I have forsaken
As I invoke a torturous dwelling
Clouding this mind with oblivion’s embrace
Spitting on the grave of grace
All love is a disgrace
Divinity is nothing but a game
For those to play again and again
In a game of heavenly roulette
I die for my own sins
The cross is my burden alone
Blasphemed to a grotesque abomination
On the brink of suicidal intuition
Oh, My heart
Is the hell they scare us into believing
I am the Satan of it’s bearing
Seething with these spirits within
Haunting me with incoherence
Darkness, My own awakening
Oh, How the light burns these eyes
Coldness creeping within
This black cancerous soul demised
Hatred is my eternal soothing
Death is my eternal lusting
Draped in my own evil I trust
Watching the Demons dwell within my mind
The pentagram is mine
Satan is my design
My weapon is fear
To those who shall become my slaves
Welcome to my 666th coming
Love, How does it feel on your face?
Written By,
Raven Rage Nightly
5/18/11
Why oh why should I even have a heart?
It pains me when I want to feel
Bringing me to hopelessness
Making me weak and pathetic
And ugly within
As I stand here on the brink of morbid enslavement
Bound me darkness
I am yours for the taking
The light I have forsaken
As I invoke a torturous dwelling
Clouding this mind with oblivion’s embrace
Spitting on the grave of grace
All love is a disgrace
Divinity is nothing but a game
For those to play again and again
In a game of heavenly roulette
I die for my own sins
The cross is my burden alone
Blasphemed to a grotesque abomination
On the brink of suicidal intuition
Oh, My heart
Is the hell they scare us into believing
I am the Satan of it’s bearing
Seething with these spirits within
Haunting me with incoherence
Darkness, My own awakening
Oh, How the light burns these eyes
Coldness creeping within
This black cancerous soul demised
Hatred is my eternal soothing
Death is my eternal lusting
Draped in my own evil I trust
Watching the Demons dwell within my mind
The pentagram is mine
Satan is my design
My weapon is fear
To those who shall become my slaves
Welcome to my 666th coming
Love, How does it feel on your face?
Written By,
Raven Rage Nightly
5/18/11
Saturday, May 14, 2011
Creatures of the Night's Cursed Loving
Kiss me my dear
Kiss me with fearless aggression
Transcending these bloody lips
In our own graveyard lament augmentations
Entwined captivations
Oblivious to the cause of any consciousness
In the celebration of the night’s pale moon oblivion
Sacrilegious to the light of virginal seduction
In the love of a gloomy cold strangulation
As we await daylight’s heavenly delight
Laden to our hearts in the sun’s pillaged abasing
Ah, As I bite those lips
They taste as sweet as wine
Satisfaction in our own darkened divine
As the fog of the night’s spell casting epiphany
Evokes our iron maiden bedded excursions
In the inclination of our own anticipation
Of the raging exhilarations
Of the temptations that imprisons our own forsaken souls
Ah, And in the graveyard of our romance
We are in an impervious trance
Unlocking our festering craze
In the love of our black mass daze
Hung upon an orgasmic smug euphoria
Held in the altar of beastly incinerations
Tediously looming over an upside down cross
Climaxing our sins even deeper
In the cravings of a hunger
Born upon these gothic ruins
Dead in the eyes of morbid incisions
May our flesh violate the times of a blood curdled enduring
Oh, My love
Our love is a grotesque abomination
Rotting carcasses evilly designed
Creeping in the night’s impaled frustrations
Loving every moment of our own torturous lusting
Dead and Gone
Our love is forever wrong
13 black roses in the bed of our own scorn dethroning
May we forever unrest in peace
Kiss me my dear
Kiss me with fearless aggression
Transcending these bloody lips
In our own graveyard lament augmentations
We are the creatures of the night’s cursed loving
Written By,
James Darwin Smith II
5/14/11
Kiss me with fearless aggression
Transcending these bloody lips
In our own graveyard lament augmentations
Entwined captivations
Oblivious to the cause of any consciousness
In the celebration of the night’s pale moon oblivion
Sacrilegious to the light of virginal seduction
In the love of a gloomy cold strangulation
As we await daylight’s heavenly delight
Laden to our hearts in the sun’s pillaged abasing
Ah, As I bite those lips
They taste as sweet as wine
Satisfaction in our own darkened divine
As the fog of the night’s spell casting epiphany
Evokes our iron maiden bedded excursions
In the inclination of our own anticipation
Of the raging exhilarations
Of the temptations that imprisons our own forsaken souls
Ah, And in the graveyard of our romance
We are in an impervious trance
Unlocking our festering craze
In the love of our black mass daze
Hung upon an orgasmic smug euphoria
Held in the altar of beastly incinerations
Tediously looming over an upside down cross
Climaxing our sins even deeper
In the cravings of a hunger
Born upon these gothic ruins
Dead in the eyes of morbid incisions
May our flesh violate the times of a blood curdled enduring
Oh, My love
Our love is a grotesque abomination
Rotting carcasses evilly designed
Creeping in the night’s impaled frustrations
Loving every moment of our own torturous lusting
Dead and Gone
Our love is forever wrong
13 black roses in the bed of our own scorn dethroning
May we forever unrest in peace
Kiss me my dear
Kiss me with fearless aggression
Transcending these bloody lips
In our own graveyard lament augmentations
We are the creatures of the night’s cursed loving
Written By,
James Darwin Smith II
5/14/11
Saturday, May 7, 2011
The Entity of Fate's Enduring
Let us dance on the moon
Mending our scars, Repairing our ruins
Upon our Venus souls arriving
In the gifting of our own romantic uprising
As we smile with the essence of hope’s enduring
Let us rejoice in our embrace
Our epic embrace
That the earth could never contain
In the celebration of our own longevity
Where our love shall always remain
Gravity shall fall
Amassed by our earthly withdrawal
As we fall in the crater of a lunar longevity
Luna’s clasping, Our Hearts passionate unmasking
Crashing into the supernova of love’s surging salvation
Ah, The stars shall flow
Ah, The moon’s smile shall grow
Upon our telescope eyes
Traveling across the universe
When you are here
When you are there
I will be everywhere
Everywhere that the flow takes me
So grab this hand
Let us travel up, over and around
And out of our own solar limitations
Confusion is our love
Our guile is our blood
Running through the universe’s veins
Where our souls shall never be tamed
Writing history
Our own history
Always a mystery
But that is the fun of it
When not making sense
Makes perfect sense
Climb aboard
And let me fly you around ten times over
Our ageless frontier
Is now here
As we enter the alluring spectrum
Inside the kaleidoscope
Of merry go round illusions
As I am here
You start fading away
As I stand here wondering
Why these dreams have forsaken me
Trifled, Stirred and shaken
Heart Abasing
These thoughts complacent
From what these dreams
Are trying to tell me
When I am awake
You are not there
Why should I ever close my eyes again?
Just don’t want the cruelty
Of love’s insensitive care
Hell is mine
At least there I shine
Yet, Screaming in agony
Oh wait it’s all in my head
Paradise is blind
These ambitions no longer have a heart shaped designed
Everything flows perplexingly
In a eulogy that has conjured negativity
The Moon is bare
Dimmed of any care
The stare of lunar lingering
On tears left enduring
Helplessly left convalescing
To make sense of it all
Makes no sense at all
So curse me of these senseless feelings
As I deal with the sky
And it’s acrylic cries
Of the bitter taste of inner erosion
It seems no one wants a fairytale
But a poetic tragedy
At times I can see why
At other times I ask why?
Cleansing these scars
Of ever being lied to again
By my own inner self
The mind of a regretful ghost
Stirring in the night
With a hunger for life
Life I can make suffer
For living peaceful and being ever so lovingly
I was left alone
As my ghost lover went into the light
Now here I am in the dead realization
That it was fate’s trickery that killed me
And tore my soul into an oblivious dismay
Burying me into the grave of a lonely abode
Now I am left seething
As a poltergeist
With a horrid residual
Of the pain I carry on with reckless fury
Unrest, Self detested, There will never be peace
Life no longer exists
It’s either accept this forsaken journey
Or let this Demonic insurgence be my own inner destitution
Maybe I should choose
My own seclusion
Or perhaps the living should pay for my sins
The sins that plague me
Seducing me into the disease of an evil awakening
I am confused
And for that all fate shall lose
In the darkness of my own deception
Come inside this haunting demise
And let my abode be your dooming
Written By,
James Darwin Smith II
5/7/11
Mending our scars, Repairing our ruins
Upon our Venus souls arriving
In the gifting of our own romantic uprising
As we smile with the essence of hope’s enduring
Let us rejoice in our embrace
Our epic embrace
That the earth could never contain
In the celebration of our own longevity
Where our love shall always remain
Gravity shall fall
Amassed by our earthly withdrawal
As we fall in the crater of a lunar longevity
Luna’s clasping, Our Hearts passionate unmasking
Crashing into the supernova of love’s surging salvation
Ah, The stars shall flow
Ah, The moon’s smile shall grow
Upon our telescope eyes
Traveling across the universe
When you are here
When you are there
I will be everywhere
Everywhere that the flow takes me
So grab this hand
Let us travel up, over and around
And out of our own solar limitations
Confusion is our love
Our guile is our blood
Running through the universe’s veins
Where our souls shall never be tamed
Writing history
Our own history
Always a mystery
But that is the fun of it
When not making sense
Makes perfect sense
Climb aboard
And let me fly you around ten times over
Our ageless frontier
Is now here
As we enter the alluring spectrum
Inside the kaleidoscope
Of merry go round illusions
As I am here
You start fading away
As I stand here wondering
Why these dreams have forsaken me
Trifled, Stirred and shaken
Heart Abasing
These thoughts complacent
From what these dreams
Are trying to tell me
When I am awake
You are not there
Why should I ever close my eyes again?
Just don’t want the cruelty
Of love’s insensitive care
Hell is mine
At least there I shine
Yet, Screaming in agony
Oh wait it’s all in my head
Paradise is blind
These ambitions no longer have a heart shaped designed
Everything flows perplexingly
In a eulogy that has conjured negativity
The Moon is bare
Dimmed of any care
The stare of lunar lingering
On tears left enduring
Helplessly left convalescing
To make sense of it all
Makes no sense at all
So curse me of these senseless feelings
As I deal with the sky
And it’s acrylic cries
Of the bitter taste of inner erosion
It seems no one wants a fairytale
But a poetic tragedy
At times I can see why
At other times I ask why?
Cleansing these scars
Of ever being lied to again
By my own inner self
The mind of a regretful ghost
Stirring in the night
With a hunger for life
Life I can make suffer
For living peaceful and being ever so lovingly
I was left alone
As my ghost lover went into the light
Now here I am in the dead realization
That it was fate’s trickery that killed me
And tore my soul into an oblivious dismay
Burying me into the grave of a lonely abode
Now I am left seething
As a poltergeist
With a horrid residual
Of the pain I carry on with reckless fury
Unrest, Self detested, There will never be peace
Life no longer exists
It’s either accept this forsaken journey
Or let this Demonic insurgence be my own inner destitution
Maybe I should choose
My own seclusion
Or perhaps the living should pay for my sins
The sins that plague me
Seducing me into the disease of an evil awakening
I am confused
And for that all fate shall lose
In the darkness of my own deception
Come inside this haunting demise
And let my abode be your dooming
Written By,
James Darwin Smith II
5/7/11
Monday, May 2, 2011
Misery and Destiny
I smell death
On those very lips
Of your evil revelations of fury
As the kiss of your ebony rapture
Becomes the story of a dreadful tyranny
Ah, Your roots are showing
Crimson as the blood you expel
Across the flesh of unsuspecting liaisons
Engrossed in the curse
Of your most alluring atrocities
And your skin
White as snow
Shinning upon the icy moon
Beaming your lunar fury
In the dire fate of all mankind
And that smile
Diabolic to the core
Twisted intentions
Upon your heartless soul
I smell death on you
You reek heavily of it’s putrid stench
Breath of apocalyptic stimulations
Taking down all
Which represents the light of day
You use blood like it’s water
As death makes you crave even more
Drinking the crimson residue
Of those who have fallen before you
As you slam it down the throat
Of your own quenching temptations
And your skin, It grows ever radiant
In the misanthropic dread of night
Making hell yearn for your presence
In the suffering of those who have
Crumbled before you
Your smile grows ever more diabolic
Each death satisfies your own power hungered cravings
Becoming more and more aroused
In the acceleration of a self indulged worshipping
Those eyes, Those eyes
They gleam eccentric oblivion
As each death becomes
The residuals of your own mental manipulations
And that heart, That cold heart
A cemetery it has become
Trapping unsuspecting victims
In the tomb of it’s own chemical seduction
Sealed in are the fates of a vile lusting
And as each pathetic slab of meat dies
Your soul grows stronger
As their misery empowers your destruction
In the conquering of all sexual deviance
Ah, Misery I love you
Spread your wings and fly
Take the souls of those who have raped you
May black magic be your guide
Against the errors created by mankind
This is your grotesque servant destiny
Watching you eat each soul alive
To my mistress misery
May the dreams and admirations of uncertainty
Become the doing of your own rational design
As you have possessed this very existence
In the disease that plagues these visions, Amen
Raven Rage Nightly
5/2/11
On those very lips
Of your evil revelations of fury
As the kiss of your ebony rapture
Becomes the story of a dreadful tyranny
Ah, Your roots are showing
Crimson as the blood you expel
Across the flesh of unsuspecting liaisons
Engrossed in the curse
Of your most alluring atrocities
And your skin
White as snow
Shinning upon the icy moon
Beaming your lunar fury
In the dire fate of all mankind
And that smile
Diabolic to the core
Twisted intentions
Upon your heartless soul
I smell death on you
You reek heavily of it’s putrid stench
Breath of apocalyptic stimulations
Taking down all
Which represents the light of day
You use blood like it’s water
As death makes you crave even more
Drinking the crimson residue
Of those who have fallen before you
As you slam it down the throat
Of your own quenching temptations
And your skin, It grows ever radiant
In the misanthropic dread of night
Making hell yearn for your presence
In the suffering of those who have
Crumbled before you
Your smile grows ever more diabolic
Each death satisfies your own power hungered cravings
Becoming more and more aroused
In the acceleration of a self indulged worshipping
Those eyes, Those eyes
They gleam eccentric oblivion
As each death becomes
The residuals of your own mental manipulations
And that heart, That cold heart
A cemetery it has become
Trapping unsuspecting victims
In the tomb of it’s own chemical seduction
Sealed in are the fates of a vile lusting
And as each pathetic slab of meat dies
Your soul grows stronger
As their misery empowers your destruction
In the conquering of all sexual deviance
Ah, Misery I love you
Spread your wings and fly
Take the souls of those who have raped you
May black magic be your guide
Against the errors created by mankind
This is your grotesque servant destiny
Watching you eat each soul alive
To my mistress misery
May the dreams and admirations of uncertainty
Become the doing of your own rational design
As you have possessed this very existence
In the disease that plagues these visions, Amen
Raven Rage Nightly
5/2/11
Confesssins of Raven Nightly, The Embrace
Death, I love you
The cold sharp steel embrace
To the veins of life's undoing
You seize happiness upon my face
Oh, Death, Just a peck of sharpness
The exhileration of knowing it could all end
The misery ever lasting
Inside this morbid dread
Seduce me more
To the brink of nothingness
Make this pain feel pleasure
Upon the bed of fiery disdain
Death, I love you
You bring such passion
To this heart beating for your touch
If only I could submit my whole will
To the dreams of your barren clutch
Into the night
I feel emptiness
Not knowing where to go
But into the arms of your enigma
I want you Death
I need you Death
If only I had the courage
To give myself to you completely
Death, Embrace me forever
No more one night standing
Take me to your dread
And make me a distant memory
To those who forgot me anyways
Thank you Death for your company
Someday our embrace
Shall last for forever
And beyond all else
Death, I love you
Raven Rage Nightly
4/28/11
The cold sharp steel embrace
To the veins of life's undoing
You seize happiness upon my face
Oh, Death, Just a peck of sharpness
The exhileration of knowing it could all end
The misery ever lasting
Inside this morbid dread
Seduce me more
To the brink of nothingness
Make this pain feel pleasure
Upon the bed of fiery disdain
Death, I love you
You bring such passion
To this heart beating for your touch
If only I could submit my whole will
To the dreams of your barren clutch
Into the night
I feel emptiness
Not knowing where to go
But into the arms of your enigma
I want you Death
I need you Death
If only I had the courage
To give myself to you completely
Death, Embrace me forever
No more one night standing
Take me to your dread
And make me a distant memory
To those who forgot me anyways
Thank you Death for your company
Someday our embrace
Shall last for forever
And beyond all else
Death, I love you
Raven Rage Nightly
4/28/11
Confesssins of Raven Nightly, Traverse
Death, Come through me. Embrace this ebony guile. Thrive for this abysmal embark. Into the depths of chaos
Death, You bring me hope, You bring me dreams. Come forth and show the darkness of your light.
Traverse this emptiness. Convert this fate into strife
Terror, Let me feel your adrenaline. As I lay dead within these nightmares
Burden me your fear laden agenda
Cry for the blood of my strife
Never want to make sense. Death I will never repent. A morbid realm of afterthought nightmares, Climbing aboard shameful glory
Death
You
Are
My
Master
My
Whole
Reason
To
Live
I want to die all over and over so I can live to die again and again and again
Embrace me
Touch this heart
Make it black all over
Burn me into oblivion
I love the dread
I love the agony
The hell of my own creation
Is the heaven for where I dwell
Death I am you
Death You are me
Together we shall always cease to be
Raven Rage Nightly
4/18/11
Death, You bring me hope, You bring me dreams. Come forth and show the darkness of your light.
Traverse this emptiness. Convert this fate into strife
Terror, Let me feel your adrenaline. As I lay dead within these nightmares
Burden me your fear laden agenda
Cry for the blood of my strife
Never want to make sense. Death I will never repent. A morbid realm of afterthought nightmares, Climbing aboard shameful glory
Death
You
Are
My
Master
My
Whole
Reason
To
Live
I want to die all over and over so I can live to die again and again and again
Embrace me
Touch this heart
Make it black all over
Burn me into oblivion
I love the dread
I love the agony
The hell of my own creation
Is the heaven for where I dwell
Death I am you
Death You are me
Together we shall always cease to be
Raven Rage Nightly
4/18/11
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