Monday, July 13, 2009

Deglutition

Perfume tastes like cervical fluid
I know nothing but worshiping greed
Crying when you vomit is ecstatic
Your moaning finger makes me sick

It is violet I adore
all I want is more
The touch of saw
Evokes starvation for gore

Have you ever swallowed glass fragments?
Have you ever felt a bleeding oesophagus?
Have you ever tasted an blue oral tumour?
Have you ever felt high in a temple?

Your ear is on the floor
would you like to lick it?
There's even worms on it
Doesn't that looks sick?

Farewell
See you in hell

Wednesday, June 24, 2009

Bug

Cadaver tastes like mint
deadly lying in the green
"Now" is the only thing
she will ever sing

Swallow that bug's ulcer
bug fluid tastes like silver
The saliva in your eyes
seduction that never dies

There's a caterpillar on your lung
now, scratch your tongue

You're screaming beautifully
now, swallow the white honey

Have you ever lick a butterfly?

Saturday, June 13, 2009

Bi

You have to cry
so you can embrace laughter

You have to fall
so you deserve success

You have to get low
so you can match the high

You have to be sad
so you can feel happiness

You have to die
to understand life

Thursday, May 14, 2009

Primeros Siete

All these shall be the end
as you kissed the last man

But the grotesque of fear
is not the only beauty here

Carve your mercy below savage
as you pray for your last age

Defects are not failure
but meaningless torture

Erectile minds soars beyond them
reaching the abyss of surrealism

Faceless sun awakens greed
consuming the devil's meat

Give me, your graceful tongue


Saturday, March 28, 2009

Existence

Misery is the reason of my silence
Mystery, the blood of all existence

Purify my soul if I was deemed too sinful
Crucify my life if my existence is
nothing more than just a sin 

I draw a picture of your yesterday
it was both beautiful and disgusting
filled with lustful angels and breathing demons

Even with me 
sitting alone

My heart is blind
Save me from Purgatory

I will not cry
 
Love me 
with hate 


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Saturday, March 14, 2009

Lust


The gloomy feeling of excessive love
evokes a fallacy that nothing is above
Digesting the red eyes of this blue dove
requires nothing more but this latex glove

Taste the blue desires in Asmodeus' breath
asphyxiate yourself in the desert of death
where you will eventually drowned by thirst
this lechery will be your first yet your last

Sip your last drop of this sweet Vermouth
as it flows through your sadistic black tooth
you will then begin to realize the sinful truth
that all these is just a sad delusion of our youth

Feel the ultimate fetish orgasm between metal and flesh


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Friday, March 6, 2009

Greed



The worship of insatiable
essence that evokes betrayal
the black thoughts that are fatal
with nothing but Nothing on the table

Soulful melody of the broken
resurrects the thirst of the fallen
empty hopes yet to be brutally taken
by the false yet undead angel named Mammon

Pure temptation flowing in your vein
Dove flying around the flower of pain
Endless desires shows that you are insane
so blue ants will gather around your sinful brain

Desires can be vitally fatal yet fatally vital



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Tuesday, February 24, 2009

Wrath


This rage is nourishing the vengeance
and pleasuring the wrong indulgence
This madness is killing the silence
and reincarnates it into violence

I like the melody of your scream
now everything looks like a dream
This burning fire is consuming me
I can think of nothing to set me free

I trust no faith
go ahead and pray for your last breath
How many times should I experience death
before I can evoke His Wrath?

This is a tragedy of self-denial
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Thursday, February 19, 2009

Apple Tree

Apple tree of December
growing strongly with tender
those days I can still remember
voiceless pain and endless suffer

Silver bullet that disguised as seed
shamefully hidden below the skin of greed
wipe those tears and falsely claim it as deed
innocent breaths and dark sorrow are what you need

What lies under the beautiful ground
are the limbs that have never been found
What continuously nourishes this soulful tree
are the infinite bloods that put a shame on the sea


This, is too raw for the tree to grow backwards



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Monday, February 2, 2009

Forgot

It's 11.47pm now

I woke up in this white room
filled with the scent of gloom
I feel empty
and lonely

I remember nothing about my past nor present

I was told that I am having amnesia
the only thing I can remember now is the feeling of my Coulrophobia

Should I stay?
but why?
Should I pray?
but to whom?

I want this to be my last breath
in this room, nothing is left
but then I begin to question myself

What is the meaning of my death, if my life is made up of nothing?
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Wednesday, January 7, 2009

Here

Welcome

This is the place
where the sky is below us
hell above us

Here
we live happily with Rabbits that never die
and the pink monkeys with only one eye

This is a place
where live in peace is a sin
war is the world we live in

Here
Honey is the holy water
holding all of us together

This is the place
where Uroboros exists
the symbol of The End and The Beginning
and the emptiness of the never-ending

Aren't you fascinated by the bugs crawling under your skin?
Aren't you mesmerized by the dying worms screaming for green?

Yes
Welcome to Utopia
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Tuesday, September 16, 2008

Blind

If I let it be the past
then it takes no prisoner
I dont know whether it'll lost
til the end of forever...


Blind burned in a candle
yet mind is dying in blue
It's more than I can handle
no angels should too...


Do I still remember?
the sound's tender that made me hide
Flame covered the angel's December
melting souls inside...


I am blind

Monday, September 1, 2008

Contaminated Fallacy

If there is no Gravity, blood would not need to flow down, from the wound.
If there is no Gravity, corpse would not need to lie down, when they are dead.
If there's no The End, there won't be The Last. Everything is eternal.
If there's no The End, there won't be The Final. Everything would last forever.

If you could have scream it out, things might not be the same now
If you would have told me, I could have shown you the way to Eternity.

If freedom simbolizes eternity, then death would have not been so easy
If hope simbolizes everlasting, cadaver would have been so tasty.

You are confused, by the fallacy.

Shut Their mouth with strings and needle
Blind Their eyes with hidious illusions
End Their smell with the scent of the polluted
Destroy Their ears with voiceless screaming
Slice Their touch with the viridian piercing

Cover up Their faces with the fifth alphabert.
Contaminate Their mind with blue deceptions.

Do it,
again and again,
again and again,
until you reach satisfaction.

Until fallacy evokes consciousness.