Left Hand Path Poems | Examples


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The Epitome Begets An Illusion

The force is erupting another deified element. 
A calm walkabout that's gathering the fully intent.
The realm you seek is forward down the left hand path. 
To each his own, by this  trickery of faith and Holy wrath.
Devoured by the misunderstanding, and  directed by the multiple guises. 
Cast down beside the blind, by a God whom craft  demoralizes.
Ready to be the unforgotten besides the unholy moral compass is always true.
As the universe is constantly watching, of which belief do you truly  ensue?
Can it be possible that it's all been a climactic of a fully misinformed course? 
With an open mind to  believe, you must abandon  to completely  question it's  source. 
By my name is a casting of a runic force.
Bludgeoned by blunt words, provoked with their prayers, another exorcised possession.
Consider the exorcism to be the invoking of demons directly into human form from a demonic dimension.

The Epitome Begets An Illusion

The force is erupting another deified element. 
A calm walkabout that's gathering the fully intent.
The realm you seek is forward down the left hand path. 
To each his own, by this  trickery of faith and holy wrath.
Devoured by the misunderstanding, and  directed by the multiple guises. 
Cast down beside the blind, by a God whom's craft  demoralizes.
Ready to be the unforgotten besides the unholy moral compass is always true.
As the universe is constantly watching, of which belief do you truly  ensue?
Can it be possible that it's all been a climatic of a fully misinformed course? 
With an open mind to  believe, you must abandon  to completely  question it's  source. 
By my name is a casting of a runic force.
Bludgeoned by blunt words, provoked with their prayers, another exorcised possession.
Consider the exorcism to be the invoking of demons directly into human form from a demonic dimension.

Kill the Light

The encouragement of independent thought
there's always two sides to every story
religion is a cult most needed
a vatican of lies make the dark side more inviting
I was born to follow the left hand path
life is nothing but a mass of inconsistencies


Ramblings of the Left Hand Path

misinterpretation
Satan devil
say I died
own god bad cop
end life pierce lip
boo a ghost he saw
so we thirst o me
do sin lust at
is it in a den
vampiric hunger for bloodied me
die in a woe
ban a he she
man is the best dog
one may hex
beast i pray
scarification

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