“I am flying, I am glowing – LOOK AT ME NOW!”…

cave

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The dark, dark preacher
With raven black hair

Eyes full of mystery
Projects an icy stare

At those laid out before him…
The gathered congregation

A church of all religions
Stood in hushed anticipation…

Awaiting him to deliver
Words from his soul

The poetry from the deep…
Within a world he controls

Creating all the characters
And guiding their destiny

Before taking their life…
As they beg and they plea…

For mercy from this madman…
The man who never lived

A reformed fucking junkie…
Who the Gods may not forgive

Yet still he stands there
With tales of death and gloom

Captivating his audience…
Inspiring them with doom

As sonnets of depressive misery
And stories of destruction

Enter the gatherings mind…
Sucking them into a storm

That rages upon high
Above the Netherworld masters…

Making their eyes cry
And leaving them breathless…

Transformed and transfixed
Being touched by his spirit

Elevating their souls
Leaving them utterly bewitched…

By the madman preacher
And his dark. dark sermons

The man who slayed the dragon…
But still battles his demons…

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“In the end I’m not interested in that which I fully understand…
The words I have written over the years are just a veneer…
There are truths that lie beneath the surface of the words…
Truths that rise up without warning like the humps of a sea monster and then disappear…
What performance and song is to me is finding a way to tempt the monster to the surface…
To create a space where the creature can break through what is real and what is known to us…
This shimmering space where imagination and reality intersect…
This is where all love and tears and joy exist…
This is the place…
This is where we live”…

Nick Cave – 20,000 Days on Earth…

 

“So tell me when, you’re gonna let me in”…

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Some things in life just happen…
Sometimes your eyes can’t see…

Sometimes there is no reason…
Some things are meant to be…

Sometimes the sun shines brightly…
Some days it is a cloud…

Somewhere there’s a rainbow…
Sometimes people are so damn proud…

Sometimes we’ve best intentions…
Some days our minds are black…

Somewhere it went missing…
Somehow we’ll get it back…

Sometimes we’ve just forgotten…
Some people won’t forgive…

Somewhere there’s an answer…
Some things aren’t ours to give…

Some people go on living…
Some days we live to die…

Sometimes it’s deep depression…
Sometimes Eye… Fly… High…

Some people just don’t get it…
Some believe only what they hear…

Some understand the bigger picture…
Some begin to fight their fear…

Some days we play the victim…
Somehow we just don’t exist…

Some people are so stunning…
Some yearn just to be kissed…

Some thoughts should be forgotten…
Sometimes we’re led astray…

Some words can never be spoken…
Some things just locked away…

Someone’s always watching…
Sometimes we still deceive…

Some say that there’s an ending…
Somehow we still believe…

Someday we will understand…
Some claim our eyes will see…

Some thoughts we will remember…
Someday death will set us free…

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“And the mercy seat is waiting”…

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He will tell you stories…
Of how he was fooled…
How she seduced him…
With eyes made of jewels…
Spinning words of poetry…
Speaking in tongues…
Seductive and emotional…
Breathing lust into his lungs…

He will tell you stories…
Of her wit and her charm…
That caught him off-guard…
And disabled his alarm…
Bringing down his walls…
Allowing the beast in…
Infecting his dreams…
With darkness and sin…

He will tell you stories…
Of how deeply he fell…
For a make believe world…
That became a living Hell…
Craving her company…
Obsessed with her life…
Painting vivid pictures…
In his mind at night…

He will tell you stories…
Of dark hotel rooms…
An alternate double life…
That lifted his gloom…
Breaking the monotony…
Of each draining day…
And stolen moments…
Held under her sway…

And he’ll tell you stories…
Of how she changed…
Of how it all ended…
Becoming estranged…
Which left him so empty…
A black hole in his life…
And how he responded…
With anger and a knife…

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“But in your dreams, whatever they be”…

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She knows the words…
But not their meaning…

Hears them whilst sleeping…
Amidst all the screaming…

That soundtracks the night…
When she closes her eyes…

Slipping into the nightmare…
That makes her cry…

The one where she’s lost…
And so very alone…

In the middle of nowhere…
Running far from her home…

And the ones she loves…
Those she holds dear…

They cannot find her…
And they’ll never hear…

Her desperate shouts…
Echoing through the night…

No one can save her…
She is alone in this fight…

Against her dark demons…
Who cause her distress…

And haunt her nights…
Whilst clawing at her dress…

In the midst of blackness…
Rendering her sight blind…

As she runs in circles…
So desperate to find…

Some hope of escape…
A tiny chink of light…

That would finally bring…
An end to this fight…

But the words keep coming…
So softly spoken…

And the beast with wings…
Has now awoken…

She hides out of sight…
And silently screams…

But she’ll never be free…
Within this poisonous dream…

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“Trying to keep an eye on you”…

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Sat in the corner,
of a cheap hotel room…

Champagne in hand,
camera on zoom…

As the action unfolded,
in the dark of nightfall…

The twisted voyeur,
captured it all…

Watching her victim,
chained to the bed…

Blindfold and handcuffs,
arms and legs spread…

The vice girl has finished,
walked out the door…

After fucking him hard,
he was begging for more…

But she left with her money,
no questions were asked…

Unwittingly starring in,
this very visual act…

Caught through the lens,
of the sick voyeur’s tool…

And now it’s her turn,
she knows what to do…

With the camera recording,
she leans over him…

Kisses his sweet lips,
before plunging the knife in…

Straight into his heart,
without any hesitation…

Watching him die,
with a cruel fascination…

Smiling so sweetly,
as his life ebbs away…

So high on the feeling,
produced by killing her prey…

And bringing herself slowly,
to an orgasmic state of mind…

Before returning to her screen,
to replay and rewind…

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“They thought that they would finish me”…

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Eyes full of tears…
And a broken heart…

He sits all alone…
After his life fell apart…

As they killed his children…
They murdered his wife…

Broke his fucking heart…
And destroyed his life…

Left him with nothing…
Except a thirst for revenge…

The memory of his family…
Is who he’ll avenge…

With nothing to lose…
And nothing to gain…

He’s constructed a plan…
Through eyes full of pain…

He’s worked out the angles…
The in’s and the outs…

He’ll get them one by one…
Of that there’s no doubt…

As he knows how to find them…
Knows where they all live…

He will serve his justice…
And he will never forgive…

Without any sign of fear…
And without hesitation…

He will slowly release…
His anger and frustration…

On the guilty parties…
Who ripped apart his soul…

They won’t see him coming…
Or prevent him from his goal…

As it’s now his mission…
His sole purpose in life…

And he burns with a hatred…
Armed with only a knife…

Now he sits in a corner…
And he bides his time…

Knowing the bastards…
Will pay for their crimes…

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“There’s a killer on the road”…

dark-man

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Lost within his life’s direction…
He took the wrong train connection…
His destination is unknown…

His eyes survey the gathered crowd…
A quiet coach, no noise allowed…
He sees her sat alone…

Keeping her eyes on the book…
She was bewitched by just one look…
She’s chilled to the bone…

She doesn’t even know his name…
His evil crimes or hidden shame…
Or his heart that’s made of stone…

He’s craving her undivided attention…
She’s floating in an air of tension…
Into confusion she is thrown…

Trying to avoid his charming stare…
It could be fun, if she’d only dare…
Common sense on hold…

A spark of innocent conversation…
Ignites thoughts of dark temptation…
Her confidence has grown…

She begins flirting with her hair…
In his trap, shes now been snared…
She plays with her phone…

Fallen for his devilish smile…
His journey becoming more worthwhile…
But time has quickly flown…

He leans in for a stolen kiss…
Her company he’ll never miss…
She’s lost in a twilight zone…

She never felt the sharpened blade…
With her life, she’s sadly paid…
His hand stifled her moan…

Quietly slumped in her bloody chair…
No one around noticed or even cares…
He plants a kiss on her cheekbone…

Another added to his list…
This serial killer in our midst…
The man who angels disown…

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