

Na'aidsOf lust and life the dreaded came The fallen angels of God and manNa'aids
To molest non and mortal men Perdition the only end
They coax the fool, find him in Knowing purity desolate
Gasping in carnal bliss Sanity kneels to innervation
Find no ghost, find no form The ecumenical weakness
Their assylum - all indulge The ever flowing guillotine &nb


AffairWe drink the vomit of the PriestAffair
Make love to the dying Whore
We suck the blood of the Beast
And raise the key to Deaths Door


Hells VanguardBeowulfian style poetryHells Vanguard
From fiery pits of despondency arise Hells dreaded Vanguard
Approaches the Beast of perdition Archfiends fabled love child
Resounding vibrations of tribulation Women raped in the night
Quail the sword of fabled impenetrability Strike the Beast neck flesh
No effect, sword contesting earth A feeble mind, tricked into believing
Hot, chilling breaths from the Beast nostrils A murmur against the spine &nb


TheValleyof the Shadowof DeathThe Valley of the Shadow of DeathTheValleyof the Shadowof Death
“I must run through the shadows, find my way through this dark smoke of discontent” Bright yellow eyes shined behind him “Must not stop, must find a way through, I will not, cannot die here, not now, I must live” He looks behind him and sees small circular ominous eyes following him, not far away, but not a terrible distance behind either. He keeps running, hand on the ground running on all fours to stay below the smoke. It hurts to breath as his lungs fill with this eerie substance that surrounds him, but worse is that which lay above. He looks behind him once more, the obdurate eyes the
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