Long Epicdark Poems
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The man walked away and opened a book
starting on a spell with a most eager look.
“This spell will work, but you body will pay.
Listen to my warning, wise words I say.
You will have the power to not bare guilt
but in return a wall around your heart is built.
As long as you are not lost, your body should be fine,
but as the evil grows, your body will show the signs”
With a now new set of bloodshot eyes
Emma headed on her way, led by despise.
Stopping not even to rest her feet,
walking all day in the hot summers heat.
At home fathers planing such an elegant ball
for he now thinks Emma will marry Will in the Fall.
Little does he know what shes coming to do,
little does he know, that his life will soon be through.
As Emma reaches White Peak City
she constructs a plan with no real pity.
For this plan she needs a dress,
a dress that really will impress.
To show up at her ball,
and make emotions stall
as she slowly lifts a knife
to take Prince Williams life.
She instructs a man to take her
by horse to her dress maker
to pick up off the shelf
a satin dress made by this elf.
She pulls up close to dusk,
air filled with city musk
and she send away her guide,
not even thanking for the ride.
As Emma walks up to the store
the Elvan woman opens the door.
“Everyone is looking for you,
we've heard of the big wedding anew.
But here you are looking sick with flu
and your skin is holding a dark red huge,
blood shot eyes and an evil stair
the thoughts you have, you must beware.”
With the Elvan knowledge of darkest magic
Emma told her about the journey so tragic,
and all the effects that came to be,
with only evil thoughts, its enough to see.
But she came so far, she wont back down
so Emma pressed on and picked out a gown.
One of dark green with blackened lace,
it looked rather evil with her dark red face.
Despite the elf's warning
she headed out the next morning.
Heading to the palace
to bid her deed of malice.
She walked with the most ferocious speed
and could feel the growth of the evil seed.
Emma went inside and went upstairs
powered by the force of 50 angry bears.
this is a twisted little tale of a moon king cult leader on death row...enjoy and employ
to all of my fans and fanatical fantastics...to all of my disciples of doom...living and breathing on the dark side of the moon
my heart reaches out to you...and it bends and breaks fortified steel locks and iron bars
no matter how near and no matter how far
through prison doors and electrified fences...my grip on the goal has no consequences
through gun tower killers and soul sucking police,priests,politicians,pigs of power and other bad boot lickers
my thoughts transcend time and space...monster in your mind...mad moonbeam in your face
i traded lunatics lies for that terrible truth...i'll see you all soon...on the dark side of the moon
harvest moon's coming like a nuclear blast...seperating the wheat and burning the chaff
i can hear war drums bang and guitars slash as mankind and money turn to mountains of ash
as democracy demons keep singing that same sad song of fools...i'll see you all soon...on the dark side of the moon
condemned and convicted with an addiction that's tragic...my mind mutilates and mangles the masses
the judges and juries of anger and fury,soon they'll scatter and scurry like roaches and rats...9 billion lives spent like genocidal cats
i'll fly like a bat straight out of the pollution...i'll bring a holy holocaust and start a righteous revolution
still i shine like a star to the sad ghosts of gloom...i'll see you all soon...on the dark side of the moon
the moon is now full and the sun is eclipsed...in trances of terror minions go on deathtrips
i slide and i slip...strapped to a black table
brutality beasts brainwashed with bloodlust...believers in fairy tales and fables and diamonds from dust
pronouncing the sentence and pumping the poison...
i sprout wings...i'm free to fly to my kingdom
now i sit on a throne made of thorns and tombstones
ps i love you all and i'll see you all soon...on the dark side of the moon
king lunar the loon
anthony_beesley@yahoo.com
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