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6 DEATH POETRY II 6
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6 BY 6
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6 Mortis Primus 6
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Well,it has been longer than I thought it would be since the last deat
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h poetry,but then again,if you are so fucking eager then write some yourself.
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I have been REALLY busy getting stoned and trying to conquer a thing that my f
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riend and I summoned with Necronomicon when we were 12-year old loozers and wa
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nted to be dumbasses and fuck around with something dangerous...
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P.S.:If you too have fucked around with necronomicon and have the unbearable p
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leasure of having a Watcher curse everybody that ever tries to fuck with you i
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n any way please leave me a message anywhere and everywhere.
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now for the good shit...
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This beautiful poem is by my friend and comrade in metal who summoned the watc
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her with me:
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Kill,and kill,and kill some more.
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Bash his head onto the floor.
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And when the blood begins to flow.
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Drop the club and grab a hoe.
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Hacking,cracking,skulls are stacking.
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Get your bags and start your packing.
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I'm warning you to get away.
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Or I will kill you on this day.
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I'll take a shovel,shove it deep.
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Out your ears,your blood will creep.
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Eyeballs burst,and your guts will splatter.
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Your brain juice goes like patter-patter.
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I'll take your heart and eat it whole.
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I'll use my hands and crush your soul.
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I'll squeeze your blood out with my hands.
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Why?No one understands.
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I like to do this for the taste.
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Your precious body I will waste.
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I'll drink your blood and will not shudder.
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Then I'll bury your pieces 7 feet under...
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I must thank him for that beautiful and inspiring deathwish.
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This poem is by me and dedicated to an asshole named Mr.Monitor who once told
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me he hated assholes who talked about Satan:
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God is dead and you will be too.
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Your heart will be stopped and your skin will be blue.
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I'll chop you up and sacrifice your soul.
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You won't talk so much when you are in my sacrificial bowl.
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I'll track you down and slice you to bits.
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Then I'll mix up the pieces and see which one fits.
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It really makes laugh when people like you die.
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Go ahead and laugh because your soul's gunna fry.
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Satan lives,and you won't much longer.
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Piss me off;It just makes me stronger.
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My watcher will curse you and then you'll be dead.
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Now I can see the fear in your puny little head.
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Any further questions should be asked with a plea.
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I'll bet you'll think twice before fucking with me...
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Now for some grose shit:
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Eyeballs shatter across the room.
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Black magic of Satan is spelling your doom.
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Your soul will be his and your blood will be mine.
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I am the Grim Reaper and on my pale horse I shine.
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I bear my sythe and I reap your flesh.
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My thirst is quenched when your blood is fresh.
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Your intestines will dangle from inside my teeth.
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Your splattered brains I will be slurped down benaeath.
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Now you know you are dead and you don't want to think.
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But Satan has your soul and your heart is still pink.
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Now for some shit I wrote at school:
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Hell shines bright in the Midnight sun.
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Sorrow is everywhere and there's no place to run.
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Evil thrives and darkness kills.
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Blood boils cold and then it spills.
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Death shines bright in the midnight sun.
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Bright shines the coffin,bright shines the gun.
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The pale horse glimmers with it's rider in the sky.
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Death blinds all for life is a lie.
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Greed shines bright in the midnight sun.
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Gold is for loving,loving is to shun.
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Long live the king with his glittering horde.
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Pity is evil for greed is our lord.
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Insanity shines bright in the midnight sun.
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Lock me away because life is no fun.
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Nightmares are living and living is dead.
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Blood is my toy and my toy runs blood red.
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I would like to thank the following people who inspired me to write another de
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ath poetry file:
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Me,of course,for writing it.
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Mr.Monitor for pissing me off and making me write it to spite him.
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Killer Kurt for telling me to write another one.
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My friend Charlie for providing me with weed.
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My friend Rufus for writing the first poem.
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My watcher for giving my mom a migrain and putting some asshole in a carwreck.
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My parents for being assholes.
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My computer for giving me something to write it on.
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My dick,for giving my girlfriend something to play with.
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And last,but not least,Satan for just being all around cool.
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oh yeah,I would like to thank Dio,Ozzy,Metallica,Megadeath,Omen,Slayer,Venom,W
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asp,AC/DC,Iron Maiden,Raven,Black Sabbath,and all the rest of the rad metalist
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s and punkers and satanists in the public eye.
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By the way, Stryper sucks dog cock.
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call any fucking board you feel like calling cause I am not listing any...
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