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Mark of this demon
written by Genocide Reaper06:31 PM 4/13/05Veins bulge, murder is my urge.
When I see your face, I can guarantee, blood and guts will be all over the place.
Watch the blood run off my hands, stare at the death inside.
I’m the one to watch for motherfucker.
I’m the slithering snake in your fucking shadow.
You better look over your shoulder, I’ll poison you forever!
Preach to me about Jesus, all you want to do is change me.
All I want is for you fuckers to die, so I can live in peace.
Bring your bullshit, I’ll bring the hate so God will be appeased.
I’m the fangs in your neck, the mark of the demon breaking your back.
I’m the clenching icy hands crushing you as you suffocate.
Gargled screams all I hear from your pleads.
Meet your fucking fate.
Taste the bitter spit in your eye.
You’ll soon understand why I waved goodbye.
Internally bleeding you cry.
Time to writhe.
Time to die.
Time to kiss your family and Christ goodbye.
In Hell you’ll find,
your Shepard the one, erasing your mind.
I’m the bad seed, I’m the one that loves to watch you bleed.
I’m that one motherfucker you watch out for,
I’m the psychotic, the one who’s veins freeze.
What's all this shit about Christ?
Want to bring more of sheep shit to throw at my face?
Learn to shut up, or you’ll be laying in a pool of blood,
Put violently in place.
Resting peacefully in an unmarked grave.
The gash to your throat,
the spear in your ribs.
The hands around your neck,
the heart ache,
the tears,
the revenge, the agony.
All the mark of this demon.
All of this, will be upon you, insolent Christian.
Walk away, before you waste my time with drivel. |
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| » Comments / Feedback | by Tonagamu55 (4-13-2005 - 06:37 PM)
| wow you must really have a sick mind.... great poem though lol |
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