Best Prince Of Darkness Poems
one moonlit night i was spawned,
a fallen angel with desecrated wings...
a changeling child, my eyes glistening menace...
and God shuddered when he saw me,
raised his arms across the heavens, and spoke:
"and then...." he said...
"and then, there was -
bloodshed."
and so it all went down...
the tumult ensued,
hell unleashed itself, in bleeding wounds,
in chaos and mayhem....
and i stalked the land,
the monger of silent suffering - a marble-skinned tormentor,
swathed in tattered black robes,
dripping corpse paint...
and everywhere my boots trod there was madness...
my own brand of insanity suffusing every action,
every moaned word and hissed curse...
i am chaos personified;
all of this lies just inside my soul,
brimming beneath the surface....
a smouldering wreck of carnage.
unstoppable, eternal, beneath the impassive stars -
nothing can hold me down,
no bars can cage my malice -
but in dark days, when the fires of my anger are dampened,
then do i return home,
to the cold northern forests; they are my only solace,
my only mercy
and in them i find my sole source of succor...
my embers of despair are nurtured beneath spreading black boughs,
and re-forged as contentment...a bitter pill to swallow,
but quiet, so blessedly quiet, like the interior of a burned out church...
and for a few brief months,
the cycle of torture grinds to a coagulated halt...
[a tribute-ish poem about norwegian black metal]
His lips are the west gates of night
His lips are the east gates of light
Bursting night and light, we say thus:
“Lord, Father, have mercy on us”
His height is the five depths we view
His height is the ten skies of blue
Deep chasm and sky’s tower, thus:
“Lord, Father, have mercy on us”
He sits on wheels of fate that binds
He sits on the wheels of blessed winds
Wheels of stars, wheels moved by wind, thus:
“Lord, Father, have mercy on us”
Has a burning scroll blistering
Has a burning scroll flickering
Destroying flames, cleansing flames, thus:
“Lord, Father, have mercy on us”
His hand holds a wolf with no love
His hand has an eagle and dove
Earth bound demons, sky angels, thus:
“Lord, Father, have mercy on us”
His eyes are the black stars of might
His eyes are the sun in its light
Dead stars and twin suns that shine, thus:
“Lord, Father, have mercy on us”
Comets shaking, planets falling
The earth shaking, the skies crawling
When Jesus the Splendour comes, thus:
“Lord, Father, have mercy on us”
We must stay away from the night
The bondage of the prince of might
Lord guide us to you; we say thus:
“Lord, Father, have mercy on us”
THE HOUR IS LATE
The earth is old
and the hour is late
Armageddon lay at the gate
The Prince of Darkness
the fallen one, makes his move
the earth to run
The beast emerging,
the Babylonian whore
the Common Market is at the door
The mark he gives, and all will take
except the believers
and those he hates
Tribulation to mankind,
sights unknown.
Signs in the heavens
and death unfolds
Clothed in lies, a peacemaker he portrays.
For three and a half years
things might look ok
Gods 2 prophets and the 144,000 Jews
do their best to point truth out to you
The martyrs’ blood flows ever deep
True to Christ
their faith they keep
BJ CUBER
The vampire looks so handsome as he stalks his prey
He is one of the many undead and in a coffin he lay
When he looks in the mirror his reflection isn’t there
The Prince of darkness rules with his unholy stare
Everyone is afraid of him but he doesn’t care
He’s a creature of the dark so you’d better beware
There isn’t much that can harm this man
He will make you just like him if he can
His teeth are white with fangs dripping blood
With his sexual appeal he will bite you real good
The blood runs freely and oozes from the bite
He converts young blooded virgins in the night
He sleeps in his coffin in the hours of daylight
He becomes a bat when he awakens at night
Crosses and holy water help to keep him away
He needs inviting in the house before he can stay
He converts his victims with a bite to the neck
Just two little holes from the bite when you check
A slayer is armed with a wooden steak in hand
He is the only one who will really understand
Nothing will stop the curse apart from the slayer
He uses a weapon of wood or sunlight and prayer
Sunlight melts the vampires as they sleep during the day
The slayer makes sure they will always stay away
Silent deadly predator stalking me in the twilight
He watches from the darkness for he would perish in the light
No matter where I go I never leave his sight
I shall join him in his quarters upon the fall of night
Then I shall feel the power of his suductive bite
He claims me as his own and dares anyone to protest
For anyone who does will have their hearts ripped from their chest.
My blood is like a drug to him a need he cannot sadate
He thinks himself a monster a being I shoul hate
I asked him to make me his till the end of times
I shiver as I bite into into the nape of his neck and I scream as his lips touch mine
I share with my prince of darkness an eternal love
That any other person could only dream of