My Inner Daemons

[Guest GodfallenPromos]

I got LOTS of poetry...shorter things then what most do...but their simple and precise in what I want.

Gothic Noire

Veils of black lace,

fallen upon a snowy face.

Lips dipped in blood red,

a kiss of passion from the dead.

Eyes carved from stone that cry,

So goes the Devil's lullabye.

Wish me once, Wish me twice,

Wish me love 3 times as nice.

Kiss it, kill it

Drink heartily, but don't spill it.

Ever is the essence

that gives you all your presence.

Goodnight.

more to come later....

[Rev.Reverence]

So ya' gonna' come up and read allowed, EH?

[Guest GodfallenPromos]

So ya' gonna' come up and read allowed, EH?

I WILL come up and read...for your anniversary....but it has to be fresh stuff....nothing old and in mental mothballs....

[hunhee]

mmm me likie..

[Guest GodfallenPromos]

"Flood"

Flood me with all your emotion

Kill me with all your tears

Let me drown in all that you are

and swim in all your fears

Flood me with all your love

suffocate me in all your desire

Crush me with just your eyes

just before you lift me higher

Flood me in all your dreams

let me choke on your presence

Pour all of you to me, please

that I may bathe in your essence

[Guest GodfallenPromos]

"All for You"

I've been so broken hearted

ever since I started

love you

For everything that I have done

you get scared and then you run

what did I do?

Tell me things I need to know

Every time I cry, it snows

both fall for you

Children scream a world away

in this state, I will stay

till it's all throu

gawd...all that is at least 2 years old....shyt...lol

[Guest GodfallenPromos]

Suicide, My Soul

Give up all that I have left to give,

Give up all that I have left to live,

Give up all that I have left to love,

Give up all that I have left to covet,

If I can't have it, then I have to leave it,

My minds a wreck, so I can't conceive it,

Sitting on the cliffs, the edge of perception,

a life to love, now theres deception,

Surrounded by funny, tricky hearts,

that take flight once they've played their parts,

Running through flames just so my skin can learn,

that their venomous touch is no good to yearn,

That those kisses like fire on my lips,

are cold to me, like 1,000 year old crypts,

And a dead mans gaze settling on my soul

begs for my half, to find whats whole.

[Guest GodfallenPromos]

I wrote this one before the passing of my dear friend, Prophet/ Preacher/ Joe, a couple years ago....I was in a somewhat influenced haze and listening to SOAD, so the whole thing is done to the rhyme and meter that is used in the chorus parts of "Streamline". It's odd that this was written a month before he passed....R.I.P "little brother"

"Funeral"

In my mind used to live Muses,

but the drugs I take make them useless.

I don't pay attention to starlight,

nor reckon the passing of time.

If you can find my memories,

then you truely are a friend to me.

Place a kiss on iced lips,

and cover my eyes in rose hips.

Someone pay my fare to the Boatman,

to cross the river, I owe him.

A procession proceeds my fate,

as I walk down the Devil's Staircase.

Instead of a trip to Paradise,

my soul frozen forever in ice.

Lick the arsenic before taking the wine,

join me in my death, forever be mine.

[Homicidalheathen]

these are really good

[Guest GodfallenPromos]

thank you.

Here are the two I did last night at Trixies....little more polished...little more added.

"Breakdown"

Literal, spiritual intelligence

passed on to a lyrical misfit

if it's not feed from sentience

then it runs on my instinct

Psychotic ideals in my mind

killer instances fly in kind

Anyone paying attention yet

cuz the breakdown is imminent

Scribbing and scribbling rhymes

like i'm addicted to lines

verbal sufferage cocaine

poured by me into your mainfraim

instantatious "think about it" seizures

I'll have you mentally fried up in the bleachers

left to the birds that feed on the dead

open your mind so they can clean your head

Did you catch the breakdown?

Did you catch my breakdown?

Did you catch....anything?

"Scream"

I want you to SCREAM

with talons in my flesh

I'm battered and broken

I want to hear a SCREAM

as blood drips, as tears drip

as skin rips

I want to feel a SCREAM

from your soul to mine

end of the being

birth of the mind

I want to taste your SCREAM

the salt and the sour

mixed in your face

mixed in this time

I want to live a SCREAM

a primal moment of existence and sentience

mixed in what we are

and what we want to be

I want to be a SCREAM

the end, the middle, the beginning

the everything

because a SCREAM is in every being.

(SCREAM is an interactive piece...everytime I say SCREAM, I had the crowd SCREAM *not loud enough to piss off the neighbors*...thus making this piece...reality in the end.)

[Guest GodfallenPromos]

"Billy, Your my Idol"

I would butcher and kill

just to be the thrill

that you desire in one moment

I would be the assassin

to those that sin

against your personal ideals

your eyes would cut deep

I hope that my blood seeps

into your skin, so I could be you

Don't mind the pain and suffering

it's all for the offering

that I would make from your flesh

Dress up as you

Dress up in you

if only to pretend that I can be you

now...a cookie goes to anyone who can guess who this is about.....

[Guest GodfallenPromos]

this is a semi-satirical piece about the ghettos of our "lovely" D.

"Ode to my ex-best friend Bob who lives above the Corridor, but below 8 mile"

I knew a crooked man,

who had a crooked smile.

His wife was crooked too,

because she was a walker on the miles.

They had a 16-year-old daughter,

who just got her 4-month old baby back.

That girl ain't got no teeth,

cuz she's addicted to the crack.

They live in an abandoned house,

in a crooked neighborhood.

He snorts coke, she chases the dragon,

that whole family ain't no good.

They got a crooked car,

that they bought in the ghetto.

The back lights are taped up

the front is grey, and the back of that bitch is yellow!

He works a dead end job,

in a crooked factory.

while he is at work, his best friend is fucking his wife,

so now they all have HIV.

The moral of this story,

is for all you wicked, crooked kids.

Straighten your lives up,

Or your story will be his.

[Guest GodfallenPromos]

"Wretched"

I charge in with the denizens,

armed with blades made to kill seraphim.

Heavens shall pay the cost

for all that mankind has lost

Our immortality and innocence,

gone without a chance of recompence.

Deities will fall against the mountians and die,

Mankind immune to their thunderous cries.

For opening the box that has made our destiny altered,

Pandora* shall be found in Olympus, raped and slaughtered.

Even the lords of the dead shall be reaped from the fields,

their vaults of treasure, thrown open and unsealed.

For all our loyalty and servitude to the "gods" above,

we were taught hate and war, not peace and love.

So we attack with hearts full of vengeance and hatred,

an army of man, a host of the wretched.

*Pandora-this is NOT in anyway to reference the DGN member with that name....but rather the mythical figure

[Guest GodfallenPromos]

"Everyday"

Your jealousy

and your apathy

have formed the chains

that make my slavery

that make me suffer everyday

Do you realize what your doing

that your constantly screwing

up everything we built for a year

do you care? do you dare?

what do you really fear?

Can I die now?

Can I cry now?

Can I leave now?

May I break this?

Here is my heart on the floor....can I take this?

[Guest GodfallenPromos]

It's not mine...but I had to put up one of the greatest poems, to me, of all time...it's a song called "Wild Horses", by the Rolling Stones....and it's simply a real AMAZING piece....

"Wild Horses"

Childhood living is easy to do

The things you wanted I bought them for you

Graceless lady you know who I am

You know I cant let you slide through my hands

Wild horses couldnt drag me away

Wild, wild horses, couldnt drag me away

I watched you suffer a dull aching pain

Now you decided to show me the same

No sweeping exits or offstage lines

Could make me feel bitter or treat you unkind

Wild horses couldnt drag me away

Wild, wild horses, couldnt drag me away

I know I dreamed you a sin and a lie

I have my freedom but I dont have much time

Faith has been broken, tears must be cried

Lets do some living after we die

Wild horses couldnt drag me away

Wild, wild horses, well ride them some day

Wild horses couldnt drag me away

Wild, wild horses, well ride them some day

thank you, Rolling Stones....for being one of the most amazing influences in my life...

[Guest GodfallenPromos]

Switchblade

Faith

do you want it

Do you need it

It's the only thing that real

Switchblade

only cuts me less

then I cut myself

Blood paints a pretty picture

Screams

I can only hear mine

I can feel only time

do you love me more this way?