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Tuesday, 22 December 2009

  • Double the Dead

    Rudolph The Undead Reindeer


    Rudolph the undead reindeer had some very shiny bones,
    And if you ever heard him--
    you would have to say he moans.

    All of the other reindeer used to cry out in fear,
    They never let dead Rudolph ever get too near.

    Then one eerie Christmas Eve, Santa came to say,
    Rudolph with your bones so bare--
    let's go give those elves a scare.

    Then how the chaos ensued, all the elves covered in gore,
    Finally they had to slay him, and Rudolph was no more.


    I'm Bringing Zombies Back

    I'm bringing zombies back;
    You'll be shocked when they attack;
    You'll turn to see this unnatural fact;
    They just want a brainy snack.

    They're undead babe;
    You'll watch them rise from their graves;
    You'll learn to fear my undead slaves;
    They will stalk you all your days.

    Yeah-I'm bringing zombies back;
    You'll be shocked when they attack;
    You'll turn to see this unnatural fact;
    They just want a brainy snack.

    It doesn't matter how you scream or cry;
    My fell minions want you to die;
    It will always make you wonder why;
    If survival was even worth a try.

    They're undead babe;
    You'll watch them rise from their graves;
    You'll learn to fear my undead slaves;
    They will stalk you all your days.

    (Go Zombie, Go Zombie, Go
    Go zombie, Go Zombie, Go)

    Yeah-I'm bringing zombies back;
    You'll be shocked when they attack;
    You'll turn to see this unnatural fact;
    They just want a brainy snack.











Monday, 14 December 2009

  • Yester

    Runner on the brink;
    Time's up;
    Game over;
    The final rite of passage awaits.
    The world races 'round the star;
    Time's up;
    Calendars and clocks expire.

    2012 was yesterday;
    The same as any other;
    Every day death claims our best;
    Our brightest;
    Everyday armageddons;
    The end is all it means.

    Runner on the brink;
    Time's up;
    Game over;
    The final rite of passage awaits.
    The world races 'round the star;
    Time's up;
    Calendars and clocks expire.


Thursday, 10 December 2009

Tuesday, 01 December 2009

  • Manic Depressive Metaphysics

    A wooden pacemaker splintering through ancient veins;
    Pumping hoar frost and dank waters to my dullard's brains.
    The Dark is a trick of The Light-
    Sowing seeds of fear.
    The Light is a trick of The Dark-
    Lulling you to sleep.
    Petrified bones from a disembodied gorgon's stare;
    Witness withered flesh making marbled stones bare.
    The Dark is a trick of The Light-
    Sowing seeds of fear.
    The Light is a trick of The Dark-
    Lulling you to sleep.






Saturday, 28 November 2009

  • Dedication

    Goddess on my left hand--
    Easy finger glide--
    My right explores the curve of space/time--
    Continuum brought to climax--
    Reality cascades--
    Heavens spawn anew--
    A rising sign--
    Entering her house--
    A goddess beneath me--
    Bending and writhing--
    Storms and quakes--
    The world spawns anew.



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  • Voltair
    Just wanted to say, on my playlist (or audio page, if you prefer), there's a song called Scapegoat. That song was 99% inspired by you, and 1% inspired by the grilled chicken I mused over during dinner. So check it out I wanna know what you think
    • Posted 8/6/2009 12:13 AM
    • by Voltair
  • Edgebreak
    @islefaye - Oh thank you. I will get back to them soon.
  • islefaye
    Am loving the billy boy & Cindy stuff. Still catching up. I've been doing more offline reading than usual even lately. I'll get caught up eventually and make a real comment lol