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

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