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The Empty Room
Author: Fallen Angel
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The Empty Room
Broken mirror shattered glass, an empty room,
will my sanity last.
Faded roses and things from the past,
for i thought I found peace,
But it did not last, I fell the turmoil,
I fell the past,I saw the pain,
That came with a price, an empty room,
alone inside,I was drawn to a reflecting,
Image, I felt the pain inside.
Watching the moon disapear in the sky,
My dreams and body spirits collide,
no birds, no sounds, just an empty room.
Am I a mystery, a doll to put on show.
here I am, no desires abound,
Where is my Angel, she cant be found,
dead roses, broken glass,
an empty room and things from the past
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The Empty Room
Author: Fallen Angel
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The Empty Room
Broken mirror shattered glass, an empty room, will my sanity last. Faded roses and things from the past, for i thought I found peace, But it did not last, I fell the turmoil, I fell the past,I saw the pain, That came with a price, an empty room, alone inside,I was drawn to a reflecting, Image, I felt the pain inside. Watching the moon disapear in the sky, My dreams and body spirits collide, no birds, no sounds, just an empty room. Am I a mystery, a doll to put on show. here I am, no desires abound, Where is my Angel, she cant be found, dead roses, broken glass, an empty room and things from the past.
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The Eternal Damned
Author: Fallen Angel
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The Eternal Damned
Eternal are the Damned. Those who the light of day have forsaken, Those who once knew the joy of warmth But have had from them their soul taken. Those who from others may only take, Those who are our fears of the dark, And those who in dark our nightmares make. Forever is the Blood. That which sustains a mockery of life, That which is a curse passed along by death A double-edged sword, the unsheathed bloody knife. That which gives power beyond compare, That which causes the Hunger, ravenous beast Who forces them to feed from throats laid bare. Undying is the Terror. Shadowy lurkers at the fringes of our minds, Shadow faces that burrow into our dreams And cause nighttime terrors of all kinds. Shadowy words spoken in dead silence, Shadowy worlds best left unseen For the sins they cause no one may pay penance. Immortal is the Pain. Bloody tears cascading down an uncaring face, Bloody memories fortessed in an ancient mind Whose past reaches far beyond this present time and place. Bloody tendrils reaching far into their heart, Bloody veins torn, exposed to the cold night air Taking that with which you so reluctantly part. Indelible is the Shame. First born son of Adam, first-born Caine, First child killing his brother, beloved Abel Whose blood upon the altar left an eternal stain. First cast out of Eden into the land of Nod, First shown the way through the undying darkness Cursed to dwell forever distant from the light of God.
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The Giver
Author: Fallen Angel
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The Giver
Dark translucent skin of gray
Touch me proudly make me pray
The bearer of his life, the grin giver
The giver of his light,the dark angel
Remorseless, shielder of sins, born
a bastard, he lusts for more, bloody
and souless like a bad luck charm
Eyes of glowing emerald green flames
The savagery lusting blood drops shown
Dancing in the beauty, a bloody moon
The chill of the wind entangles with the
bloody intoxicating gasp in his eyes
They stare deeply in the depths of my soul
As his embrace,so pale, so cold, the scent of
death surrounds him like a plague of unending fate
Together we flow as the black rose petals bleed from
the blood of his bite, no pain ,no mesery ,just blood
in his sight as he call on me tonight
We'll spread like a plague across the lands
My beauty inticing, his creature forever
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THE SOUL TAKER
Author: Fallen Angel
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THE SOUL TAKER
Walking through the night under a black moon from a black realm. Beyond his cold black eyes from the anguish of this beings paradise, This immortal bleak and cold an emotionless nightmare through terror and despair, hunts souls as he collects as trophies, set deep like footprints in snow on his deathly white face.The soul takers endless search through out this featureless landscape for eternity for more souls as he stalks the night under a black moon he watches, he hunts, as his long ebony black hair wraps round his face like a long morning vail, his lipless mouth employed for merely expressing his evil desires for silent screems of fear and loss amidst all the blind darkness alone without emotions, regret, despair like a dead tree on a barren land.He desires nightmare visions filled with fear and dread, bells of death ring through your head as you see a slow moving silhouette the skin stretches around your staring eyes. Your griped with this nightmare vision and paranoia as crimson tears of blood drip from your eyes,now blind and black your worst fear grows eminencely, your heart pounds like a raging river, shock takes over as the silhouette of his being, empty, lifeless and calm he grins in solitude staring on at the hell theatre stage of death and torture, he stars cold, the blood stained floor beneath my feet, screaming in mercy, pitiful as a child crying, he grins with flare as his blood soaked hands cupped my agonised face, death pouring out in rivers of blood , he pulls tightly the relm of the most extreme tyrannical hatred and gore, for my soul is his for all eternity in a minute passing lay the souless corpse of my blood soaked body, dressed in black with a razor sharp grin, a sly feeling courses through his cold white face as he hunts under a black moon sky slowly stoping to smell the black roses as he passes in to all eternity, stalking silhouette, for the morbid cry for another to die.
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