It seems lately that I've been taking lines from some of my old poetry to put together new ones...I like this one a lot., cause it gave me the chills.


The Obsession Begins

As I humor myself in the absence of good flesh
I wonder of the days left before the toxic death
Found by hate and mercy left rotting caked in mud
Freedom will rein my life deft to grace no winds

Softly I hear the voices calling, chanting in the forest green
The deepest dark iron of hell where my sacral death shall be
To go with no one at my side, for in this place I lost mine
And so the vast world of darkness beckons me to come forth

Into the blinded deep I go, not hesitant to leave the light
For I am now forever locked in a time reamed with might
Here I am languished to my blinded death, as it is time to die
Led by the creatures of the night, to be reborn for the better

And so the invisible hands drag me down, into possession
To eclipse the sun forever, and dive into the obsession

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Nice man nice. I think im gettin the hang about the whole death metal thing. The lyrics are about death and they send shivers up your spine.

cool.

Wazzup, p'o't'? Pretty cool stuff. You do put some painting into your verses which I like. It has a bit of class instead of just grossness. I got a pretty good meter reading this but when I got tothe last 2 lines there I thought, hmm, needs more to it. As a poem it might be okay, but I'm thinking if you did it as a lyric it would be cool to have this whole thing as buildup to the dual lines and then go into a heavier part about what happens after the transformation. Just a thought. Maybe your archives hold something to add.

Hey, just out of curiousity since you like Poe , have you ever heard Alan Parsons Project's "Tales of Mystery and Imagination" ? I just happened to think of that. It's been years since I've heard it, but I'll have to dig it out of the ole cassette collection sometime.

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