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Madrik Rimesorrow
17-12-2008, 11:21
EQUILIBRIUM/GRAY

A fire of ice and a frozen flame.
Life and death are just the same.
Winds of fear do the demons tame.
Where am I without a name?

Why am I alone? What have I done?
I seem invisible under the yellow sun.
Raging thoughts, make me run.
I've been separated; I've been shunned.

I feel as if I'm burning alive.
Sent to the gallows at the stroke of five.
Decaying slowly in this carrion-hive.
Losing my breath every moment I survive.

Searing daggers scar my heart black.
Come so far, I cannot go back.
Nightmares and dreams upon my mind attack.
Thorns of malice, make my soul crack.

I know not if I shall see the light of day.
As life seems to have faded away.
The pendulum swings; It changes its sway.
I do not have anything more to say.
-Rimesorrow
-x-x-

SIGNS...

How do you know when evil is near?
What is it that you must fear?
Anguish awaits those that are dear.
Do you dare to see, to breathe, to hear?

Dread draws near as the dusk turns dark.
Anchored at the shore is Hell's own Ark.
As night and day become less stark.
'Tis Terror's, Hatred's, Destruction's mark.

Moments before the end draws nigh
Visions are seen that reason denies.
Shadows move where blackness lies
Welcome to your own mind's eyes.

-Rimesorrow
-x-x-

CHAOS

Welcome to the realm
From beyond charnel time
Despair all you can before
The bells of the lich-gate chime

Pandemonium
Hell criss-cross
Visions gruesome
I am Chaos.

Baleful prospects on the horizons,
Inviolable gloom in the morrows
Do all felicity siphon
The Apocalypse follows

Insanity, in the wake of fear.
Inanity, reason is reduced to.
Infinity, is the limit of madness.
Iniquity, shall be done to you.

Your own death
Is getting closer
For each day
Life betrays
Every hour
Dread devours
Each minute
Is a gambit
Every second
Anxiety heightened

Just take a guess what you will endure
Destined for sorrow; that is ensured.
Tell me now, I do adjure
Say sooth, does fear have a cure?

Pandemonium
Hell criss-cross
Visions gruesome
I am Chaos.

-Rimesorrow
-x-x-

BRIO

Convicted without a crime;
A rhyme without a reason.
For what purpose, behold this time
Have I been slandered with treason?

Set me free! Let me go!
I scream to ears unheeding
I feel my fury and sorrow;
They leave me broken, bleeding.

This is not real
Can you not see?
I have been wronged.
This is not meant to be!

My reality is torn,
I cannot sense,
Just what is truth
And what is pretense.

I hear their laugh
When they see me ache
Doom them to anguish
This oath I take!

Damnation to tormentors!
Whom I see clear as air
Damn you! Anguish augmentors
Subdue me, do not dare.

-Rimesorrow
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<OP is perhaps indirectly related to the Mythos. Could be taken as when a destined person is taken captive and realises what is to be done.>