In the dawn an angel was dancing
sorrounded by an aura of light
But in the shadows something was watching
and with patience awaiting the night
Angel whispers: "Mournful night, attractive night,
your dark beauty obsesses me"
An angel bewitched by the shadows
Seduced by the whispering lies
[Chorus:]
A spell was cast an the sky turned red
The angel's heart froze to ice
The blackness that falls is coming to stay
Under the snow lies angels so cold
Dusk has passed and a cold morning breeze,
is sweeping all over the plain,
On the ground lies an angel with skin so pale,
On her face an image of pain,
Snow is now falling to the frozen ground,
The angel is covered by white,
Frost is spreading across the plain,
to welcome the eternal night.
The dress is white with crystals of ice
and frozen roses so red
Roses of blood from an innocent soul
On the plain lies an angel dead
[Chorus:]
A spell was cast an the sky turned red
The angel's heart froze to ice
In the gloomy sky black clouds were gathering
The silence was broken by cries
A spell was cast an the sky turned red
The angel's heart froze to ice
In the gloomy sky - The silence where dead angels lie
Touch the snow...Caress the lifeless sculptures
Die!!!
[Chorus:]
The blackness that falls is coming to stay,
Under the snow lies angels so cold,
Yet with each crystal of frost that is falling,
another story is told,
A spell was cast an the sky turned red,
The angel's heart froze to ice,
In the gloomy sky - The silence where dead angels lie.
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Thank you Scythe. "Take one last look at your shining Heaven, Imperius. For soon, nothing of it shall remain, but my laughter..."
It went too far this time
You should have listened
You should have backed off
Now I must kill you
I sit quietly in the dark
Waiting patiently for you
My body starts to shake
Wanting to feel your blood
In one hand i hold a meat hook
In the other a meat cleaver
If only i had a butcher's apron
Oh well, too late to get one now
I smile slightly as I hear you
The door clicks open
My heart races inside my chest
Finally, your life is mine
Don't worry about checking the lights
I cut off the power hours ago
Just shut the door, walk in
Your life will be mine
You walk in front of me, mumbling
I can see your faint outline perfectly
Your head looking around, confused
I'll let you take one more look around
You turn your back to me
You sealed your own fate
I stand up and walk up to you
I smile as I hold up the cleaver
I swing as hard as I can at you
Hitting your the back of your head
Don't worry, it was just the flat side
I need you unconscious for now
I raise the hook high above my head
Bringing it down, laughing at the sound
I can hear the hook push through flesh
As it enters into your shoulder
I check to make sure the hook is sturdy
After a couple of tests, I drag your body
Pulling you into the back room
It's all set up for you, you bastard
I drag you over to a chair, dropping the hook
I step onto your back as I search the chair
I find the flashlight that i placed there
I turn it on, pointing it at you
Your blood is already running, but not much
That'll change soon, just wait...just wait
I point the flaslight at a chain, slightly swinging
Hooked to the ceiling, waiting for you
I set the flashlight down on the chair, pointing at us
I step off of your back and grab the hook's handle
I lift you up, smiling as I feel the hook push deeper
As I attach the hook to the chain, I tilt my head
Still not enough blood, we should fix that
I point the flashlight at you and grab the cleaver
Looking from the cleaver and at your stirring body
I nod and raise the cleaver, waiting for you
You open your eyes in time to see me swing
Bringing the cleaver down onto your chest
A splatter of blood hitting my smiling face
Oh how wonderful the warm blood feels
I pull the cleaver out of your chest
I chop again at your swinging body
Laughing as i feel the blade make contact
The sound of something hitting the floor
You swing back into the light, spraying blood
I laugh madly as i see that your left arm is just a nub
A wiggling, blood spraying nub
How wonderful a sight it is
I kneel down and pick up your severed arm
Laughing as you scream, I step up to you
Tilting my head, I slap you with your own hand
Such a joy to hear you scream in pain
I throw your arm to the side, bored by it already
I continue to hack at your swinging body
The feel of your spraying blood fueling my rage
I swing once more, stepping back from my work
Your body, or what's left of it, swings slwoly
I laugh as I admire my new masterpiece
Left arm just a small nub, right arm severed
Chunks of meat from your sides missing
More chunks of flesh hang from you
Your rib caged exposed and broken
Stomach slit open, guts swing with you
Your legs hacked and stripped of flesh
As beautiful as the sight is, something is missing
That's it...how could I forget about that?
I shake my head as i raise the cleaver once more
Bringing it down fast, sticking it into your skull
There, that's pefrect...that's art
I step back to take it in
Blood drenched walls and floors
Your body hacked and destroyed
This could have been avoided, my art
All you had to do was back off
Just know where you stand in this world
But you refused so I had to show you
Now you're just another one of my works
A bloody, severed mess of what once was
The world will be better without you
At least my world will be.
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Thank you Scythe. "Take one last look at your shining Heaven, Imperius. For soon, nothing of it shall remain, but my laughter..."
I pull on the chain wrapped so tight
Tight around his neck, choking him
Pulling his head back to see his face
His eyes bulging out of their sockets
How he makes me blood boil
A pathetic, arrogant bastard
A weak, helpless, worthless life
I glare at him as I let the chain fall
Kicking him onto his back as he gasps
Taking deep, ragged breaths
In the faint light, his eyes are wide
Staring at me in shock and surprise
I tilt my head to the side, raising a foot
As he looks up at me, I remember why I'm here
Growling, I bring my foot down hard
Stomping his face in under my boot
His nose breaking instantly from the impact
I raise my foot and do it once more
Not trying to get carried away yet
I need his face still somewhat intact
With a sigh I press my foot into his face
Making sure an imprint was left
I finally raise my foot up, smiling slightly
I can see blood run from his nose
As he grabs his face, trying to sit up
I stomp my foot onto his chest
Keeping his back on the floor
I lean down and grab the chain again
Pulling it once more, closing his airways
His hands move down to his neck, clawing
Searching for a way to pull on the chain
His mouth moves as he struggles for breath
His eyes bulging, looking around,
Searching the dimly lit room
His eyes finally stop their frantic search
Taking in my glare, as if noticing me just now
I loosen the tension on the chain slighlty
His gasping once more filling in the quiet
I reach down into one of my pockets
Holding back a smile as I remove a pouch
He looks at it as I place it on the floor
His eyes widen as I slowly roll it open
Inside are three tools of mine
A hammer, a serrated knife, a scalpel
Three of my favorite torture tools
"Why...why?" was all he could ask
Shaking his head as I removed the knife
I run the serrated blade over my arm
Smiling as it slices easily into my flesh
I lean down and look into his eyes
Slicing the blade quickly over his cheek
He screams as fresh blood runs free
I slice across his broken nose
My anger and hunger for blood increases
I kneel down, planting my knee into his chest
I reach into his open mouth, grabbing his tongue
I stretch it out as far as I can
Placing the blade on his tongue,
I lose my glare, a wide grin on my face
As i cut through most of his tongue
I chuckle as he chokes on the blood
Not wanting him to die just yet
I rip the tongue off with a yank
Blood spraying onto my face
I stand up, kicking him back over
I place a foot on his back as he coughs
I plunge the blade into his back repeatedly
Sawing away chunks of meat from his sides
After what seems like hours of hacking, slicing
I step off of what's left of his butchered back
Blood ran freely, skin and flesh hanging
Hanging by just a slither of muscle
I squint in the dim light, grinning some more
Amongst the dark flesh, his spine can be seen
I laugh loudly, drowning out his choking
Satisfied with the damage, I push him over
I plunge the knife into his chest, leaving it there
As I reach down and grab the scalpel
Stabbing his chest, lacerating his abdomen
The wound right below his ribs
I plunge the scalpel next to the knife
Tilting my head, I look at the wound
Curious, I push my hand through it
I grab onto the intestines and pull
Laughing as his inards rush out of him
Oh how fun this, but it must end soon
I slap his face a few times, glaring again
"Wake up...I want you to see this."
I look over and grab the hammer
I hear choking, but it's not him
I turn my head back, dropping the hammer
It can't be, it's impossible...how?!
Instead of my intended victim, the bastard
She, the one I love...the one I kill for
Lays, mangled and butchered, in blood
She looks at me with pain filled eyes
She opens her mouth to talk, coughing
Spitting up blood with each cough
Her mouth forms silent words
"No, no, no, no,, NO!!"
I continue to shout, leaning over her
"It wasn't meant to be you..."
She struggles to raise a shaking hand
I grab it with both hands, holding it tight
Her eyes close slowly, her arm limp
"NO!!" I sit up in the dark, panting
Confused, I look around the darkness
I feel my bed under me, covers kicked off
I reach over and turn on a light,
Blinking away the dark spots
I look down and indeed see my bed
No blood, no gore, no dead girlfriend
I laugh as I realise it was just a dream
Just a heart pounding, realistic dream
I look over and see her outline
A nervous smile forming on my lips
"I know you're a heavy sleeper but really?
You slept through me screaming?"
She lay still, not responding
"Love? Are you seriously still-"
I stop as I roll her over
I fall off the bed, backing into the wall
In the bed, her corpse stares at me
Her bloody mouth stuck in mid-scream
And potruding from her chest
Were the serrated knife and the scalpel
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Thank you Scythe. "Take one last look at your shining Heaven, Imperius. For soon, nothing of it shall remain, but my laughter..."
Actually doing some research for my next one. Have to look for a book that describes the creatures better. But it will be bloody, gory, and dark. That's for damned sure.
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Thank you Scythe. "Take one last look at your shining Heaven, Imperius. For soon, nothing of it shall remain, but my laughter..."
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