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Breath of the Black Muse
Contributed by
skelington
on
Saturday, 30th October 2004 @ 01:15:42 PM in AEST
Topic:
selfstruggles
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Open your mouth boy, just to swallow your teeth, I will not pay the price for your self-inflicted grief,
my meekness lies there shivering and raped, trembling prophet, anointed wrath of God incarnate.
Cutting and tearing dissection, strangled and hanging before me, weeping and screaming become you,
carry out your suffering.
Raise your fist boy to bring upon your demise, never had a clue what waited behind these eyes, your body torn apart,
you could not escape, trembling prophet, anointed wrath of God incarnate.
Inspiration from your damnation, your breath blackens my lungs, you marked the line to guide my first incision,
Breath of the Black Muse...
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skelington
... [
2004-10-30 13:15:42]
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Re: Breath of the Black Muse
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by theMoth on
Saturday, 30th October 2004 @ 04:21:24 PM AEST
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Spooky.
You're no Duke Ellington,
But sure are a swell poet Skellington.
--Mothy |
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Re: Breath of the Black Muse
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by carmen_queasy on
Sunday, 31st October 2004 @ 06:24:54 AM AEST
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| Wow, I like this poem. It has a cradle of filth feel to it, I can imagine it being screamed, death metal style. |
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