Walking with the forever-living Death
In this life I didn’t win anything, fate was only suffering. Anything?
No problem, my life is nothing, but life is everything. Do not ask.
Everything is just a rainbow, the sun is a vermilion, the day is gone, forgotten hope.
Yeah, Satan saying welcome, demon coming, new rule. Life gone.
I got new hope, the dark side got my soul, a magnetic world. Life is on.
Lost life, lost hope, lost love. Devil waiting and greeting. The gate is on.
I step in. Wonderful. Life? No. More than. Dark heaven. Freedom.
Here is no hope. No need. It’s Satan’s home. Land of dreams’ life.
Death is life. Walk with Abaddon is my life. I am a servant. Death gone.
Death
Life
On
PythonPotamus, "Abaddon" Quetzacoatliciously rises from the pit.
Helliopolis' ruins remains; "in the thick of it."
Ra, "Familiars the breeze" a God-imposter, sedicious, piece of Set.
Set Ing the diodes of scene.
All the same, on demand-
quid pro troll for human sacrificing...
icing in their assumed, -
exhumed names of representation-glands,
Idols in strange hands.
Decorating blue,
filling with strangers to one's own land.
Paradise Lost, seeking ills, -ills, ill gotten gains.
Kismetic Frosts relations
of cover-incestuous-religions
summoned in symbiotic trends,
of the means of the end.
On Alien soil, Ra, soon to return
to asphyxiate freedom's change, of wind,
whisping death's-bloom.
DeCoffinated break, drink !
Skywriters, Contracting...
Watching in aiding abetting, the elites.
The discreeted
scuttled upon the otherworldly-
Chariots called PleasureCrafts and Triremes and Juggernautivity Nets.
Lasers to strain in loom, everything you say or do-
you... buy, sell, eat, drink, breathe, think?
Utopia, Trojan Whores Riding a Beast.
Of the orb I speak in awe
Of the Moon with its slender claw
Finite in size, elysian in presence, there to watch
Crop the doubt, step up a notch
As is he - facile princeps - a sublunary prince,
Devout and intense ever since
The days of deportation from Attica of North
In the downtown Abaddon he came forth
To denounce neither world in order to live
Only in you could he ever believe.
Yet the stigmata pierced the skin
Grafted the soul infinitely thin
Battles abated but the burden rose
From the nadir of the pith to foreclose
Every chamber of every pore
And then, disappeared into nevermore.
In the dreams I see time and again
A stoic oak tree turned into a cane
An untamed ocean of tenacious fire
Almost silent voices of desire
Composed while whispering into his ear
Go back to Attica of North
Reset in Abaddon where he came forth.
The angels have abandoned their light
Eclipsing the heavens into a cauldron of ebony
As the stars flare while attempting their escape
From the lifeless blackened blanket invalidating existence
The Blood Wolf Moon suspends itself
As if the orb on Satan's scepter had escaped
And found itself wedded to an invisible source
Of this monstrous and infinite abyss
This empyrean gift deeply burned
In the darkest and most hidden hole of Abaddon
From its firmament of torment
Of human suffering's endless plight
Under this cosmic Raven mass
From a distance so close, but far and closing fast
Impeding on the sensibility of consciousness
Thwarting the evasion of all reality
The silence was suddenly shattered as demonic toads croak
In incessant and escalating voices
Like the perilous screeching of rubber on asphalt
As they rejoiced in this perfect extinction
While all else lay silent
Sunrise does he who formed the eye not see past the dawn
rising from the place of it's setting weakness of will
turning the potters clay upside down
hiding their deep council from the Lord
Where they whom do works in the dark
in these secret societies look for praise
and they had a king over them
who is the angel of the bottomless pit
Whose name in the Hebrew tongue is Abaddon
but in Greek he is called Apollyon
all the earth was in admiration after the beast
when he announced himself as God lording over us
where the blind will follow this dragon to hell
as they the lost sacrifice their children to him
Inamorato,
Ascultate my vociferation!
Contravene your sepulcher.
Insurrect our omnipotent.
I enjoin thine quintessence.
Eupnea!
Eupnea!
Whilom anon.
Euphoria salvo.
Eschewal Valhalla's porticullis.
Genitive hedonic, envisage.
Erewhon betwicts my gammons.
Imbibe of my mammilla's.
In perpetuum cache me.
Gehanna upon macrocosm.
Forlorn.....
Forsaken......
Your Inamarata writhes.
Is thus kismet?
Cull Inamarato!
Winnow!
I abjure forthwith.
Abaddon velleity extirpate my noumenon,my pneuma.
You know, tis somewhat easy to understand Apollyon as your
Crew holding a tad bit, in misery projecting towards an imperfect
Time but cool kids just never hold signs I mean Abaddon can't you see
Kind of like Toad The Wet Sprocket's, in the end I'm sensing a change the weather
Does anyone remember me ? Did you all think we'd just disappear ? Crazy life....
Swoosh his tail their Angels fell: metaphoric make-up twas her modern tale: sitting
Atop the sea sweet, drunken Jezabel ? Spawned his bastard Damien's, tattooed dreams
Six pence collections thrice their infections blue blood injections Legion's, special olympics
Lucifer's serpents raging towards the golden goal evanescent's mountaintop his goad keeper goblins
Pressing this matter it's silver sickle auld lang syne her bride of Frankenstein; Electra thighs, red rum wine.
Oh
Lord
Jesus!
Help me please
It's thy love I seek
I see a faint reality
Thou shall bestow the celestial creek to me because
I do not know any heaven and I do not know if any abaddon is there
Volcanoes dignified this land
barren and deserted
Bound to be an abaddon
scared and agitated
Fed on flesh and corpses
hungry and underfed
Needed more to devour
lustful and crazed
But this lust for blood never ended
when the earth we lived wasn't round
Praising spirits of darkness has been my hurt and riled my fury long enough.
This halloween so called holiday of darkness, I shall call my elect into heaven
and burn the deceiver in his eternal home. Sound the trumpet loud and strong.
Put my sign in the sky rumble the earth with quakes and thunder according to my
Holy scripture. I shall have the last scare tonight!! Salvation comes to the faithful
few. The diabolic fiend will deceive no more, witches and warlocks throw them in the
fiery caldron hot! Open abaddon for all evil spirits to dwell. Open heaven for my elect
to have a haven of rest. Yes tonight is my last and ultimate trick and treat!!! LOL
Thunder rollllllllllllllllllsssssssss!!! Booooooooooommmmmmm, Boooooooooommmmm!
Boooooooooommmmmmmm!
Salutations!!!!!
Warning.....Danger........Caution!!!!!!!!!
Revelation!!!!!!!!
Sweetly cavalier rosy cheeks and eyes clear
Intent gaze saying see and trust dear
Chivvy up your pure skirts for a quick poke
Promises betrothal but he's a joke
The diabolic cloot, fiend to the end
Laughs in your shame to abaddon would send
The sparkling eyes and sweet deceiving smile
Gave a demidevil surprise child vile
Child of lust, incubus frets your dreaming
Calculated evil, cruel living
Walk like an angel, daimon incognito
You're a booty call, his hot tomato
Deceived, deceived, a sad sinner conceived
Denied, beset yet salvation granted
My hips sway to the rhythm of your heart
Oh, to have a touch so ethereal
That my body trembles
In anticipation
Have you made a pact with my soul?
To steal my heart in exchange
For my utter surrender
For I have no comprehension
No perception
No understanding
This is my predicament
Use me, abuse me,
Love sent to confuse me
Sanctified by some intoxicating compulsion
Lulled into a sweet acquiescence
For which there is no escape
Is this my Abaddon?
Or is this my Shangri la?
This mythical dream is unravelling my mind
All of your breath
Inhaled into my essence
Until you inhabit all of me
In that moment
I am lost