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Phantoms

The demon in me
Check the shell and spill it’s secrets
Like and egg on a bare rock,
Before the sun for the world to see

The mind is an inferno
Ballads of the dead echo
Within the classics of the ancient
The winding chains around my heart

Pour me some blood
Quench this lust
And sooth my lust
The loins of a young maiden I long

To feel the warmth of her skin
With the sweat running on my back
Her veins pumped on her neck
And my fangs flashing in the moonlight

The death of flower
Withering with each kiss
Lies another body on my chest
The phantoms in my dreams

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Blood on the grass

Flames light inside
Thirst runs deep
A wanting to want you

Veils of lust
Scatter petals of blood red
Smoke essence of painted daisies

A six and a nine,
A heaven and a seven
A beautiful dungeon

Smell the flower of youth
Fine berries dripping honey
A warm skin washed in a bath of milk

A harmony of forest sparrows
Pants wolves under a full moon,
The blood of a deer,
On a blade of a virgin grass

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Grandma chants

With dreams afire
You give gratitude to the slayer
And the slain?
Pulling down a curtain on vengeance

And how does he live then?
If life is no place for joy,
Nor gratitude from retribution
What is this then?

The truth of the slayer?!
That he must bow at her feet,
Even when her path travels the past,
Tapes casualties of an asylum

Grandmother loves dolls,
She knits cotton puppets, 
Her children, a decree she chants,
Over her grave in their dreams

The web she weaves,
The shadow of her ghost,
A halo over their heads
The fright in his eyes

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Poison

Colour me blind
Rip my heart
The devil in my ear,
“boy, what have you done?”
a broken bottle
Peering through it’s bottom
The taste of wine on her lips

If the mind could reminisce
and find satisfaction,
in the seconds of yesterday
But not borrow from tomorrow
The rush in the veins
To bury me alive
With an end into a lapse

torment and regret,
Love the way it hurts
This inferno
With hands glued to the bottle
A centuries whisky
A mind eraser
And a pain engraver

She lied to me
“Forever an eternity,” she said
But just a flare in the sky
And myself in the sea
With my head barely above,
My feet and hands,
Numb in the cold waters

Am a slave to the glass
It’s crystal walls,
And the scarlet liquid,
Contained inside
“Pour me some more,”
Need to breath
With a poison, in my mind

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Hands and dreams

Blood on my hands
sweat in my dreams
battling a falling eye
fright of hell’s phantoms

Guns in my hands
shots in my dreams
bleeding a deafened ear
howls of slain souls

Dirt on my hands
graves in my dreams
suffocating a broken nose
bones of rotting flesh

Nails on my hands
wounds in my dreams
scratching a plagued skin
peels of flesh beneath

And the cocaine in my hands
fantasies of my dreams
feeding a dry lip
relief of yesterday’s WAR

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