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THE DEMONS CALLED "ILLUMINATI"
TRAINED IN DARK OF SATANS WOMB,
THE ILLUMINATE ONES EXIT THEIR TOMB
TO SEAL THE FATE OF MODERN MAN,
TO TORTURE SOULS FOR THE FALLEN CLAN
EVIL POWERS CONTROLING US,
WE SCREAM FOR MERCY THROUGH THE DUST
THE WICKED REPTILES OF BIBLICAL DAYS
CONSUME OUR SOULS IN VIOLENT WAYS
THE RICH AND POWERFUL… Continue
Posted by PREACHER on September 27, 2009 at 4:08am
SILENCE
THE GHOSTLY SILENCE OF A GIRL
AWAITING DEATH OR LIFE
THE PAINFUL MEMORY SHE MUST BARE
OF MURDER BY A KNIFE
SHE WAITS FOR HIM TO WAKE
HIS BODY STILL AND COLD
HER FATHER COMES TO BURY HIM
AND PUNISH HER WICKED SOUL
SHE HOLDS THE SHAME HER FATHER SAYS
FOR LOVING ONE SO YOUNG… Continue
Posted by PREACHER on May 8, 2009 at 4:30am
A WASTELAND WITH NO END
HOW BITTER COLD, THIS WINTER TOLD THE YEAR 2009
FOR SOME WHO LIKE THE SNOWY WHITE INDEED IT WAS DIVINE
BUT STORIES OF THE EVIL THAT FILLS THE WORLD TODAY
WERE TOLD TO ME, BY A MAN, I STILL CAN HERE HIM SAY
THESE THINGS I TELL YOU ARE THE TRUTH SOME DAY YOU SOON SHALL SE… Continue
Posted by PREACHER on March 19, 2009 at 9:47am — 2 Comments
GOTHIC HORROR
HOW QUIET THE FACE OF GOTHIC HORROR
WHERE NO ONE HEARS THE SCREAMS
OF LIFE THATS SHATTERED IN AN INSTANT
THE DEADLY NIGHTMARE OF DREAMS
THOUGH NO ONE SEES THE PAIN INSIDE
THIS FACE THATS ALL BUT DIED
SHE IS THE LONLEY REPLICA
OF A LIFE THATS GONE A RYE
SO SADLY WE MUST LOOK ON… Continue
Posted by PREACHER on January 26, 2009 at 7:53am
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FACES THAT FEAR THE FACES OF DEATHWE LEARN OF LIFE WITH OUR LAST BREATH
LIVING TO DIE, DYING TO BE
WE ACCEPT DEATH AS THE LIVING
AND BREATHING ME.
LOOKING IN DEEP THROUGH THE TUNNEL OF LIGHT
I FEEL MY DEATH CELEBRATES ALL LIFE
Strange HappeningsThe strangest, not yet stranger than the most strange
was said.
The sky warped blue, purple, and then red.
A lion under the sky turn his head and spoke these words,
"London is ahead."
The strangest, not yet the stranger than the most strange
was said.
Marc Scientist
To be continued...
Strange HappeningsA mockingbird over heard the lion.
The mockingbird mocked, "the lion is lying and is lying."
Not quite heard but sound quite felt,
another mockingbird decline.
The strangest, not yet stranger than the most strange
was said.
One mockingbird heard and felt and he mocked,
"the lion is lying and is lying. For London has fallen
now Paris is ahead."
The strangest, not yet stranger than the most strange
was said.
Marc Scientist
To be continued...
I am the Mona Lisa, the starry night, and the sunflowers on the table.
I am not greater then He.
I am not the unseen. Yet He shows Himself through me.
I am not the untold. Yet He tells me history and I behold.
I know not the universe. Yet He teaches me, He is the greatest artist.
I am the Mona Lisa, the starry night, and the sunflowers on the table.
Marc Scientist