pennywise
Bluelighter
- Joined
- Apr 6, 2005
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dark clouds
roll
over the horizon
a thousand men swing a thousand swords
and a thousand horse shatter the earth
with a thousand hoofbeats
murdering the silence
bringing pain and pestilence
courting death
draw blood
straight from my heart
but
keep it pumping straight to my brain
remove the skin from my body and bake it in the hot sun
brown it like leather and write incantations on its surface
and use it to decorate my grave
open my chest and see my heart
pull it forth and keep it locked in a box
where the sunbeams do not shine
and the lord and his cherebums cannot ever see
tear my flesh and cook it over open flames
have a lavish dinner party and serve me with tea
to all the noble ladies and gentlemen of consequence
pound nails into my spine and drive it into the earth
hang my sins from these nails and let them rustle in the wind like delicate paper
take my blood and boil it in a black kettle
let satan take this blood and drink it from his steaming cup
take my bones and grind them to a powder
put this powder in a pipe and burn it
inhale deeply of my debauchery
then take my ashes and spread them over the graves of the most depraved of sinners.
draw my soul into a needle
and inject it into a stone
take this stone and paint it black
and cast this stone into the deepest pit
in the seventh layer of hell
obliterate me
I wont scream
or beg for mercy
Ill thank you
Thank you
Thank you
roll
over the horizon
a thousand men swing a thousand swords
and a thousand horse shatter the earth
with a thousand hoofbeats
murdering the silence
bringing pain and pestilence
courting death
draw blood
straight from my heart
but
keep it pumping straight to my brain
remove the skin from my body and bake it in the hot sun
brown it like leather and write incantations on its surface
and use it to decorate my grave
open my chest and see my heart
pull it forth and keep it locked in a box
where the sunbeams do not shine
and the lord and his cherebums cannot ever see
tear my flesh and cook it over open flames
have a lavish dinner party and serve me with tea
to all the noble ladies and gentlemen of consequence
pound nails into my spine and drive it into the earth
hang my sins from these nails and let them rustle in the wind like delicate paper
take my blood and boil it in a black kettle
let satan take this blood and drink it from his steaming cup
take my bones and grind them to a powder
put this powder in a pipe and burn it
inhale deeply of my debauchery
then take my ashes and spread them over the graves of the most depraved of sinners.
draw my soul into a needle
and inject it into a stone
take this stone and paint it black
and cast this stone into the deepest pit
in the seventh layer of hell
obliterate me
I wont scream
or beg for mercy
Ill thank you
Thank you
Thank you
![:\](https://bluelight.org/xf/BL_Images/Orig_Emoji/wrygrin.gif "wry grin :\")
