Yo soy el anti-christo

by Manik   May 30, 2006


A great despair rises deeply inside. An awakening infernal beast must exit. Summon the demons of the blazing tomb. To erupt into a soul of great tyrant desolation. Full fill your every evil thought of satanic desire. Walk the earth in sick rebound of goodness. Emancipate your every beastly rape of earth. The battle fleshed slaughter placed in eastern times. Damned the every piece of mortal in despite. Your eternal taste rises to mad blasphemy. Slaying every feather limp off angel's back. For great passion i grew black wings....... It was the swing of Satan's sword..... The virgins sang the rites of Baphomet. That broke the holy vrail of kingdom ship. Now i grow my infernal lust. Forever I am to triumph all eternal existence...

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  • 18 years ago

    by SuperJenius

    Ditto
    i loved it
    your a great writer
    ~HazE

  • 18 years ago

    by Genevieve

    Your language and your cry of desolation are incredible. keep writing, i would love to read more.