Soulless we are
the elite soldiers
children of Satan
killers of liars
we spill the blood,
the blood of the innocent
ending their existence
paying homage to the Dark Lord
we burn the corpses,
setting everything ablaze
incinerating all evidence
of the christian scum
war is what we we bring
a never ending process
to clean this vile place
of the ****ing weak
we have no souls
we have no hearts
we sold them to Satan
to become his chosen
we leave a trail of destruction
a trail of desecration
a trail of bloodshed
a trail of our victories
we never rest
we march onward
bringing Hell to life
to reign over the land
we shall not show mercy
we shall not show weakness
we shall not show fear
for we are to the feared
the fire in our eyes
the burning passion for death
is never extinguished
it burns for eternity
we are a legion of Soulless
an army of vast size
an army made to destroy
to exterminate the pigs
bent on pure domination
and the will of our Dark Father
we see to it that nothing
lives once we arrive
we are the feared apocalypse
the bringers of death
the burning flame
that will destroy the world
not sure if it's done or not. does it need to be longer or is it fine how it is?
To Hell With the *****
her arms above her head
crossed, nailed through her palms
she screams in pain
warm tears run down her face
her eyes shut tight,
she hears movement
she opens her eyes
in time to see a shadow
she whimpers softly
feeling someone breathing
on her exposed neck
her shock increasing
a glint of light catching her eye
she notices the knife
noticing the reflecting blade
seeing blood on it's edge
a cry escapes her throat
for the first time, realizing
a long, deep incision
from her breasts to stomach
the knife lowers to the wound
starting from the tip
it cuts deep into her flesh
sending new waves of pain
she screams once again
as the blade is dragged down
opening another slit of flesh
parallel to the first wound
at the bottom of the incisions
the knife etches two diagonal lines
connecting the lines to a point
slightly above her belly button
the knife is removed from the wound
as a hand reaches down to the point
digging an index finger into her stomach
the hand grabs the point and rips her flesh
waves amongst waves of pain
storm through her body
putting her in a near shock
as her flesh is ripped torn away
the sound of tearing stops
but the intense pain continues
between her cries, she hears a thud,
the strip of skin hitting the floor
her screams of pain multiply
as she feels more of her flesh
slowly, but violently being torn
torn right off of her butchered body
as the skinning continues
the knife is dipped in her blood
on the floor beside her, in her blood
the knife writes "eas in crucem canis"
her heart pounds in her ears
her breath ragged and choked
she feels her life slowly depleting
she can hear the screams of Hell
as her whole torso is stripped clean
she hangs her head, closing her eyes
too weak and in shock to do much else
her blood forming a pool on the floor
the knife plunges into her thigh
tearing down to her ankle
a second later more tearing is heard
the shadow ripping off any exposed flesh
from her shoulders down
she is nothing but a bloody mess
no skin to cover her muscles
no skin to hold her blood
the knife rises and plunges,
deep into her abdomen
slicing across to her side
spilling out her organs
as the last of her innards fall
the knife is dropped to the floor
the ***** looks up one last time
to see my eyes staring at her
in her last, final breaths
she realizes what was done
a tear runs down her cheek
as blood pours from her mouth
i tilt my head, taking in her body
i lean forward and whisper:
"no mercy for your treachery,
revenge in the blood of my enemy"
she looks at her innards before her
seeing them in her blood
as she takes her final breath
she realizes her pain just begun
(eas in crucem canis is latin for "to Hell with the *****". well that's what i was told)
(not my lyrics. just a song i'm stuck on at the moment)
[The Server aka Endless Summer 2:]
I loved you, you made me, hate me.
You gave me, hate, see?.
It saved me and these tears are deadly.
You feel that?
I rip back, every time you tried to steal that.
You feel bad? you feel sad?
I'm sorry, hell no **** that!
It was my heart, it was my life, it was my start, it was your knife.
This strife it dies, this life and these lies.
And these lungs have sung this song for too long, and its true I hurt too, remember I loved you!
[Chorus - Tha Producer aka Da Seducer:]
I've , Lost it all, fell today, It's all the same
I'm sorry oh
I'm sorry no
I've , been abused, I feel so used, because of you
I'm sorry oh
I'm sorry no
[J-Dog aka The Flat Iron Chef:]
I wish I could I could have quit you.
I wish I never missed you,
And told you that I loved you, every time I ****ed you.
The future that we both drew, and all the shit we've been through.
Obsessed with the thought of you, the pain just grew and grew!
How could you do this to me?
Look at what I made for you, it never was enough and the world is what I gave to you.
I used to be love struck; now I'm just ****ed up.
Pull up my sleeves and see the pattern of my cuts!
[Chorus]
[Bridge - Tha Producer and Shady]
Seems like all we had is over now you left to rest.
And your tears are dried up now, you just lay without a sound.
Seems like all we had is over now, you left to rest.
And my fears are over now, I can leave with my head down.
[Chorus]
Originally posted by XvampbenjiiX666
(eas in crucem canis is latin for "to Hell with the *****". well that's what i was told)
Could be. I am not aware of the word "crucem" but perhaps it has to do with the word for cross, which I guess could be something like "damning", canis of course just means "dog". So if we assume crucem means "to damn" it might be "May she, the dog (***** as it is female), be damned."
But I failed Latin spectacularly, so...
strange how something so simple
can set off a a week long memory lane
thinking of good and bad, ups and downs
of a time i spent with someone like her
she isn't anyone special, not now anyway
she was at some point though
someone i loved and trusted
someone i put before everything
my life revolved around her
anything to make her happy
even if that meant changing me
changing who i was for her
i gave up so much for her
i lost friends, family, myself
just to make her happy
no one but her
should've left her when she told me
told me that there was another
after her heart and she liked him
but i foguht for her like a proud man
few months lateron a regular day
she calls crying, heart broken
saying she asked a guy she liked
to go out with her, he refuses
confused i hang up the phone
look at the caller id and call back
asking her to repeat herself
my reality crumbling after each word
then it comes out, the whole truth
she cheated on me multiple times
with her ex and a few from here
good ol KMC, with people i talked to
by the end of the day, i thought it done
thought we worked it out and were good
but more people from KMC message me
telling me to keep away from her
a start of a new year, end of a "break"
i finally got tired of her lies
tired of the shit she put me through,
making me act like we split up
so i left her for someone else
someone i met just the day before
called her a ***** and shut her up
told her off and ignored her
that lasted a few days...
she texted me things like old times
and i did the same with no regrets
while she was with someone from here
pictures and promises back and forth
my lust for her growing more
until i asked her back into my life
even though many told me not to
i was kept secret once more
being called just a friend
a friend who wanted more
just so she can cheat again
history repeated itself once more
we were on another break
i dated someone else
while she ignored me
i skip ahead a couple of years
to last december, last time we spoke
a few days after my best friend
was gunned down where i used to live
i was in shock, as would anyone be
but she made it seem like i changed
made it about herself...
made herself the victim
she told me to change then talk to her
just vanished when i needed her
just as she vanished from here
and other places on the web
a year later and still i struggle
to rid myself of memories
memories of pain, happiness
memories of her...
i can go a few days without her
but then one thing sets it off
like a chain reaction of memories
of emotions kept locked up
it's no one's fault but my own
that i stayed through it all
and refused to leave her
even when i knew she was lying
but i can't help but think
that the only way to forget
is to rid of her, is death
to rid of her from the word
guess it's only the wsh of dying sanity
that she dies something horrible
but i can only wonder if it'll help
help my mind finally let go
closure just seems like a distant dream
while she still lives and breathes
enjoying her twisted, ****ed up life
while i heal from the damges
i don't know how to end this
this rant of a dying sanity
about a whore that destroys
an already destroyed mind
i had to clear my mind or attempt to. not the greates of poems but writing like that helps me clear my mind a bit.
Ah much as I know about what she was up to, I still want to be her friend. Her characters were interesting, and her personality was great. I loved her at one time, and I turned around and told her she didn't love me she'd fallen in love with my Characters, and that it wasn't really me. Maybe I hurt her. But I felt her finding someone closer to home was better. She was with me at the same time as you, did she ever say anything about me?
basically told me what she told everyone about me: you were just a friend. i couldn't be her friend. last time i tried being her friend i ended up falling for her again after i finally gotten rid of her. too much hatred towards her for me to even consider befriending her again. and she doesn't love anyone but herself, trust me on that. she once told me she dated multiple guys because she needed to feel loved and to be called beautiful by more than one person. she's a compulsive liar and cheater