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The haunted house
written by Genocide Reaper04:55 AM 10/21/04| Noises, shadows, sounds that twitch the ears of Angels, movments that scrape the skin of demons, inside the morbid has of murder, malice, magnificent mutilation and horror. You will never make it out alive, you'll be torn apart. A cold dark night besets the town, the lone house standing out. Slowly, you walk up the stairs, hearing, the eerie sounds, the mouth of Hell seems to be beneath, the wrath of Heaven, must be its teeth. Death has crept into the house, bring down, the entire lot of people pulled in by its powerful lore. The myth of missing loved ones, and the appearance of massacred bodies draw every curious person ever so near. Close to the source of evil. Inside is a nightmare, they tried to tear it down, but evil shall always wear its crown. Choices, and voices echo through out the hall way. Just a dominating portal of the dead. Souls from Hell, leaking into this world we know so well. Demons of the highest order, come to reap and batter the border. Now all people can do is sit in wonder, of the blood shed, the bodies, the crows which surround what seems to be an earthly link to Hell. don't try to sleep, or you'll suffocate, don't turn to Hate, or you'll find yourself bound to the house, like their fate. Its real I can asure you, it can be felt, every blow, and wound delt. Hours pass by in the haunted house, it grows lonly, just waiting for a few easy victims, it only desires prey. Cannon fodder, that comes to a curious wonder of Death, Dire desire, Hell fire, pure hate wreaking sire of the Dark. |
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| » Comments / Feedback | by maledeth (10-21-2004 - 06:35 PM)
| Unholy Motherfucking shit! This is a good one! An orgasmic one, of course...no insignificance in this one, it is pleasurable to read! Good one, Man, keep up the fucking Poetic indecencies. |
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