Consciousness undone by boy-on-a-leash, literature
Literature
Consciousness undone
He lit the last candle silently, preparing himself for the upcoming journey. He knew that he would need all of his strength to survive where he was about to let his mind venture. A wasteland of existance, time did not exist there.
He took in a deep breath, maddening voices encompassed his being. His vision began to fail him, masses of black clouds swirling too thickly for his eyes to focus. His right leg had began to tingle slightly, soon losing all impulse amongst the sensory nerves. Slowly, as after what seemed to have been hours, the numbness spread completely through out his body. A final attempt to push back these effects caused strain
Sightless in temptation by boy-on-a-leash, literature
Literature
Sightless in temptation
Already, it was late in the evening. A light gasp, as he had attempted to contain his breath. Large gapes of air came to his lungs, after a moment the shallow, raspy breathing had returned. The heat of the flame, from one of many candles, licked at his wrist. The sudden jolt of pain reminding him of his actions. Eyelids opened slowly, the malnourished sense of blindness caused from a sudden light after extended darkness, hit him with the surprise of a summer breeze.
Glancing around, the chilled blue eyes noticed not a single change in the room. The atmosphere was stank, and the stench of sulfur and frankinsence burned at his nostrils. A sigh
I stood in the doorway, staring at the room before me. The party was here indeed. The room seemed to echo the maddening cries of silence. I somehow knew my eyes were screaming, flowing with the melody of eternal slumber. This comatose state of thinking seemed to afflict everything in the room, not only myself.
Finally this morose slumber was broken as the rustic grandfather-clock chimed. It was 3 in the morning, I was alone. Yes, the party was here. Adorned in my best attire, I was determined to have the last dance of the evening, and I would.
I made my way into the room as my infatuate rest was slain by the eternal chiming of the clock. It
Kingdom has come
Down, the world shall fall
Time was lost to all
Neo-universe, now we understand the truth
And it hurts
The final day came
As the lord of the last chance rose
Every season changed
The air sweltered, oceans boiled
Existance was lumanecent, and the land was cold
Borne to rivers shallow
And moons of the old
Towers of Babel fell, ruins of gold
He stood, lending words to wind
Now came the time when they would decide
Blades of steel rose,
Against the might of will
This is way beyond what eyes could ever see
Blood rained upon the fields to sow
Reap the desire of what cannot be
Lend to tempation
As the beast makes
Witches come, prophecy says
The seven stars burn the sun
Give away your lion coat,
Maming animosity
Fall to your knees
Mephistopheles\' voice blows like the breeze
coffers for the lord of the pit for your eternal sins
Ancient child sit upon your throne
The old crone begging for her own
Armageddon has came to be known
Listen to your own, follow the flock throw your stone
Whip me with your cross,
Better to know ambition than to serve under salvation
Blessed holy martyr, giving way to superstion
Voice howl in whispers, bleeding out comes the new vision
Child of God risen burned the house of the Lord
King of Babylon bind him to c
I feel myself crawling at the wall
I can\'t understand why I\'ve been left here at all
my thoughts had started to drift
as the memories of you came rather swift
my life has turned into an assembly of trials
Pain comes quickly, reminding me I\'m still alive
And I can\'t help but notice how I never tried to leave
your evervescent eyes, always glued to me
I didn\'t know until that moment, I was born to be alive
If I understand how to feel
then maybe it\'s time I knew
the moment I first laid eyes on you
I couldn\'t see past anything but us two
In a moment I died, and I knew I had you in sight
A final moment said and it gave, fallen
There is no tomarrow
tonight bringing sweet dreams of sorrow
hear none, speak none
burnt myself for the infernal sun
wasting away, maddening in a catacomb of decay
never had he been told, I lost the day...
Shrouded in mercy, veil of deceit stripped away
Slain was his brother as he lay...
Still has become the life, I came to claim
Visage of your foe falling deep to the snow
A breath last taken, a name with no sound
Banshee wails, screams of the fallen without
hope or sound
Martyr of men relishing to his sin
\"Oh how\" cries the boy who should have never been
Sun risen, dew set in... Crimson cakes the warrior\'s men
A flash, a
Morningrose
and cold blooms
parallel lingering on the window sill
tastless sound, voices echo in the caverns
Nothing but something, nothing but nothing
shadow dances play against the wall
locked deep in the caverns
a cold shell, cast iron thoughts
mysty interpritations, empty vile
illusionary realities, seeping deep into
moonbeams and resisted temptations
take the walk my endless child
the dust settles, continuing, an endless mile
I still walk unscathed, unkowing of the perplexion
metaphores for the intoxicated souls
a mystery to he who seeks
the eyless one might find the way
the he who is none, shall be everything
time stop
Shallow knife, still stuck deep within
Bleeding lies, cut me again
Darkness envelops, calm surrounds
Touched never less touched
Sounds of hollow screams
The whispers of my mind
Finding thoughts long forgotten
Forgotten memories long unthought
Tonight I give myself
Fading into the shadows
I dance upon silhouettes of the nevermore
Cold dark spot in my heart
The dead dancing in my dreams
The screams die low
Burning like an eternal flame
I call now my own
I gave myself, whole
I know no fear
Walk beyond my walls
tearing down the stone
I never can fall to far
Waking through forests of the dead winter
I find myself not so alone
The city of Babylon.. I call my home, I fall before the throne. Standing out, amongst the shadows, I fall, the air swelting, my life melting, dissoloving, perishing to the grave of my unnamed god. Send my sin to it\'s salvation, lead into temptation this fragrant vaction, life is as it seems, we are all but a dream.
Taking me back to which I came, A phantom in your eyes, already in my vision, you are held under the water.. and to my eyes.. My eyes, the dragons eternal flame burns bright. The sky of the night, burning bright. Existance in the air.
My tone, speaking a name far away, I am alone. I love, my breath taken, this should not be, pet
There is no tomarrow
tonight bringing sweet dreams of sorrow
hear none, speak none
burnt myself for the infernal sun
wasting away, maddening in a catacomb of decay
never had he been told, I lost the day...
Shrouded in mercy, veil of deceit stripped away
Slain was his brother as he lay...
Still has become the life, I came to claim
Visage of your foe falling deep to the snow
A breath last taken, a name with no sound
Banshee wails, screams of the fallen without
hope or sound
Martyr of men relishing to his sin
\"Oh how\" cries the boy who should have never been
Sun risen, dew set in... Crimson cakes the warrior\'s men
A flash, a
I feel myself crawling at the wall
I can\'t understand why I\'ve been left here at all
my thoughts had started to drift
as the memories of you came rather swift
my life has turned into an assembly of trials
Pain comes quickly, reminding me I\'m still alive
And I can\'t help but notice how I never tried to leave
your evervescent eyes, always glued to me
I didn\'t know until that moment, I was born to be alive
If I understand how to feel
then maybe it\'s time I knew
the moment I first laid eyes on you
I couldn\'t see past anything but us two
In a moment I died, and I knew I had you in sight
A final moment said and it gave, fallen
Witches come, prophecy says
The seven stars burn the sun
Give away your lion coat,
Maming animosity
Fall to your knees
Mephistopheles\' voice blows like the breeze
coffers for the lord of the pit for your eternal sins
Ancient child sit upon your throne
The old crone begging for her own
Armageddon has came to be known
Listen to your own, follow the flock throw your stone
Whip me with your cross,
Better to know ambition than to serve under salvation
Blessed holy martyr, giving way to superstion
Voice howl in whispers, bleeding out comes the new vision
Child of God risen burned the house of the Lord
King of Babylon bind him to c
Kingdom has come
Down, the world shall fall
Time was lost to all
Neo-universe, now we understand the truth
And it hurts
The final day came
As the lord of the last chance rose
Every season changed
The air sweltered, oceans boiled
Existance was lumanecent, and the land was cold
Borne to rivers shallow
And moons of the old
Towers of Babel fell, ruins of gold
He stood, lending words to wind
Now came the time when they would decide
Blades of steel rose,
Against the might of will
This is way beyond what eyes could ever see
Blood rained upon the fields to sow
Reap the desire of what cannot be
Lend to tempation
As the beast makes
I stood in the doorway, staring at the room before me. The party was here indeed. The room seemed to echo the maddening cries of silence. I somehow knew my eyes were screaming, flowing with the melody of eternal slumber. This comatose state of thinking seemed to afflict everything in the room, not only myself.
Finally this morose slumber was broken as the rustic grandfather-clock chimed. It was 3 in the morning, I was alone. Yes, the party was here. Adorned in my best attire, I was determined to have the last dance of the evening, and I would.
I made my way into the room as my infatuate rest was slain by the eternal chiming of the clock. It
Sightless in temptation by boy-on-a-leash, literature
Literature
Sightless in temptation
Already, it was late in the evening. A light gasp, as he had attempted to contain his breath. Large gapes of air came to his lungs, after a moment the shallow, raspy breathing had returned. The heat of the flame, from one of many candles, licked at his wrist. The sudden jolt of pain reminding him of his actions. Eyelids opened slowly, the malnourished sense of blindness caused from a sudden light after extended darkness, hit him with the surprise of a summer breeze.
Glancing around, the chilled blue eyes noticed not a single change in the room. The atmosphere was stank, and the stench of sulfur and frankinsence burned at his nostrils. A sigh
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