Hand Of The Devil

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Tuesday, November 6, 2007

GHOSTS

Crash and Burn! Crash and burn! Boom! Bam!! Bang!!! Blam!!!! The onomatopoetic expressions of an enemy unseen. Dark shadows in the desert of a phantom foe, While disgruntled warriors of an immoral war, Chase fading shadows invisible to see, And faultless captives cry desperately. Guantanamic... Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, November 1, 2007

THE WORM

Burrows at the core of this weather-beaten peach, Lasciviously writing it's will to manifest. Vivid visions of victims to breach, And anguish away this decay to rest. Now covered in blotches of the evil you saw, This withering fruit falls to its death. As the writhing worm blights the core, Spawning... Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, October 31, 2007

Hand That Rocks The Cradle

Rock-a-by baby flesh rending fangs, Slick slithering grace Jesus may come. Rock-a-by baby what have we here? Vile minions of death! Dont shed a tear. Demons and imps by your cradle lie, Blood sucking ghoules my sweet rock-a-by. Rock-a-by baby this hurt just might, Rock-a-by baby your'e dying... Sign in to see full entry.

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