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-Dark Quatrains 16-
Servants of death
I bid thee forward
the
rewards of disease
I give to those who oppose
consume those who have the fear I seek
their cowardice is my one true
strength
the brave fools may scavenge through the
carnage of friends and family
until their strong hearts are bloody
pulps in
my hands
Is it so much to ask I say
to see this world become my
personal abattoir
See you in Hell
my friend."
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-Dark Quatrains 81-
"...Shrieks
of agony muted
by
your
severed trachea.
Blood spills
from your
gashed pipes.
Like an essence
of spring
water.
Only the blood
is warm,
may I drink it?
It seems fitting,
don't you think?
For surely
you
won't be
using it."
-Dark
Quatrains 94-
"Desires of Hell
and visions of lust;
passion for
Death: I come in complete silence.
The creak of a windowpane,
a whisper in the trees,
It doesn't matter,
for
it will be the last sound you hear;
other than the gurgle of blood
coarsing through your broken veins!
Look at the
sky,
The last time you will.
...And remember that random smile in a crowd?
The Lunatic has found you!"
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-Dark Quatrains 128-
"Cold hands offering warm embrace
Temptations of sweet
oblivion
Sacrifice to the gods of pain
Only one place to hide the hurt
Black caped brother of the Reaper
Stealing
souls before death can decide
Do not fear the solace of suicide
Eternal damnation; one hell of a ride
So take my
hand; a welcome journey
Seas of bliss wash all away
But don't take this clown's word to heart
Just pull the trigger;
that's a sport
Too bad you won't escape Hell so easily
You dumbass dead fuck motherfucker
Ha Ha!"
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