The lights flickered once, and we knew
what was to come, walking in the
crumbling building,
collapsing like a sandcastle
on top of us, buried underneath now
gasping for air, losing our sense
of reality, a dream-land of
new colors and shapes,
smothered and can’t escape,
‘till the ominous face appeared,
like the Wizard of Oz
the face covered with sores
The soul-eater has corrupted me thoroughly
this world teeters on brinks of insanity –
underground tunnels quietly,
he searches for innocence
to destroy violently –
save me from the soul-eater,
I beg you, please,
nothing is sweeter to him
than sadistic glee.
I don’t know how this war started
but I know its ultimate end –
blood feud over pieces of land,
lustful for riches in the sand,
exploitation of earth,
mass machines churning
in desolate fields –
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We snake thru the glorious night,
red lights shining in angry eyes
searching for honey that’s in the
blood-fields, the tundra that’s
thawing as spring comes upon us
like hell-fire visions –
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“[Horror fiction] shows us that the control we believe we have is purely illusory, and that every moment we teeter on chaos and oblivion.” ― Clive Barker
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