Poems

Vengeance

(Ode to Timothy McVeigh)

I am the man 

blackened beyond shame

for I am satan

to a 168 souls

pledging my fate

a disgrace to humanity

you sentence me to die

for the gods demand it..

as does justice..you say..

and you are all honourable men!

resigned to my destiny

I await the day of reckoning

my spirit free and head held high

I am accused of murder, conspiracy and the like

now you orchestrate my dance of death!

come the day of judgment

the gallows call my name

I laugh to myself in glee

for i myself have masterminded this game!

my will is of iron 

my mind undeterred

as the lethal drug is administered

I lay back with eyes wide open

as you watch my signs of life fade away

overjoyed at the end you put to an evil disgrace

but alas you failed to comprehend

I am the master of my fate

I am the captain of my soul!

Innocence into Damnation

paranoia, madness, treachery...

nostalgia, sadness, drudgery...

cant you see the world preparing 

as the holy men wage their holy wars

young men with minds led astray

martyrs to a loony cause

they'd die for their religion

may the lords be everappeased 

birth of a holy legion

burning for their witchery tease

wasted years over bloody lies

shedding tears as another one dies

weak souls with misplaced pride

solace in death, their spirit rise

to them suicide is a term abused

wisdom and reason is of no use

peace is swept away with a deadly laughter

they wage this war for their cowardly masters

working towards a holy land

those who've died are part of the plan

yet they're eluded by salvation

cursed by the innocents into damnation

no winners in this eternal war

survivors are the ones with the bloodiest hands

humanity pays the price heaviest

as they become rulers of the holy bloodlands!







fadeless

devoid of space
nothing to soothe the storm
looking into outer space
where another new star is born

fires fall from the sky
burn away at your disguise
ashes to ashes, dust to dust
your iron will beings to rust.

blasphemous loons earn my schythe
bludgeoning blows take my life
inspiration of the deicide
seeking solace in death from suicide

fires fall from the sky
burn away at your disguise
ashes to ashes, dust to dust
your iron will beings to rust.

fadeless still i am.








The down syndrome

Poised for systematic decay
The glass is only almost full
With each passing moment,
Gulloppng towards near empty
Soak in the sights and sounds all around us
Even as struggle we do to kill the noise and murder the vlugar
displays of atrocities
Peace and love forgot in a land most sought
Minds enslaved to funeral agony of the grind
No call for revolution can salvage this civilization from despair
No total war can erase decadence brought on by the centuries bygone
Drift away.. The lights are fading..
Wash away.. The sounds they are changing
We're all burning.. Cant make hay when the sun's smoking
The host calls to close
Politicians i curse as the powers oppose
Take wing down the lonesome road we've found
In search of a quiet peace of ground
Pen down thoughts modest
And sing songs in celebration of our liberation.
Here we are what we try to be...
Stoned immaculate!
Welcome to the wilderness
The powers that be dont matter
Destination mankind forever after!