Sisters of Battle Dialogus (haha_)
The corridors, of that black nightmare. When your soul was raped, in your death.
The sound of the devil, was the first line. In the background, a Mega Man. Shooting his blast, his color is blue. The music alters, I speak it’s colors. In the name of death, I seek for Mary, and the celestial. The child, that will teach humanity.
Mother. There used to be a cosmic warrior. The music suddenly turns so beautifully.
Saying the words “if.” Goddess, with her Trident. A base so that I may heal.
Like the celestial child of celibacy. Away from the apolypse. Gather our warriors.
Shepherd, the […]
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Afraid that I’ve gone hacked, by some fragged fuck.
FBI of shit, erasing my lines. Upper-cutted in the ass by the devil.
Their horizons as far as chicken brain. They call em’ the Chicken heads.
Their blood are black. The witches. The voodoo. Calypso.
Back of the day, of ancient ancients. She saw the black blood.
And life, was dying since day one.
Hey… Spirit of the World, crew of the Black Pearl.
Give me an eye up in this *****, and say “I,” if you’re here.
Calypso, oh Calypso. Crying, in the world of abyssal.
My sister of blood… Our dying blood. She screams for […]
Wonder-Woman. Flash. Green Lantern. Batman. They all fought, when it blasted down to Earth. We were all waiting for that sound. It was bound to hit during the summer, through the oracle’s guide. It was crazy, man. I’m telling you. With the powers and magic of Zatana, and others of the highest kinds. We were able to slowly evacuate the civilians in circumference, the city area, as much as we could, but not everyone was safe, the city cluster was much too vast. For it was foretold of the exact area in location where it would hit down. The “Central City.” Of mass. In his name […]
Always wishing to find the beautiful sound. Oh, man.
The zenith, taken from me. Never echoing through oblivion.
I am transmorse, the metal horse. Cyborg was my cherry pick.
Ultra blast, to the max. Robin, by my side. My life.
I wish to exist in reality.
Spitting in tunes of the lost vibes. Always wishing, to find the next beautiful sound.
Silence. Take me through the valley. Take me to the “Bat Cave.”
For my life. Will you be my Robin. Or the fate of Nightwing.
The song… was the last track.
The title sounds like … Grace Mary.
So beautiful…
Ja-Nam. Dancing to the monkey.
Music of spirituality.
Hit me up, to go slap the devil.
Blue Hindu.
There used to be a gold champion.
He used to walk, when pavement was still true.
Hercules, champion, against m****** f******s.
Journey. Monkey. Vagabond. Through the air.
Seeking for the fresh scent; this is the Holy pilgrimage.
A blast. A story that was from the East. Long, long ago.
There used to be a child King. Day one, in the birth of demise.
The world, gone, so long ago. Heal me, do not let it take me.
Take me with you, Cosmic camaraderie.
Kung-Fu, warrior. A mountain […]
Le Bettle.
The Ancient.
Into the dust. Millenium, this rust.
The Sphinx, of the Atlantis. God.
In the shape of Dog. What such life.
Lucifer has you by the ball. The horn penetrates.
Into the world that makes no sense.
Battle-cry. Battle-cry. Warriors of Atomic Era, tally zero.
We have already lost the countdown, thousands and millions.
The Devil in the ass. Fuck you, ************.
FBI, save my ass. Be a good cop. Be a good man.
Be a good shepherd. The blue assistance is dead.
Holy… Getting fucked in the ass. You let yourself and your mother.
Hey, that’s not how I wanna end, the night; […]
No more herb, and forever.
No more green ignition. Will the Joker have the last laugh.
I, versus Lobo’s chain and Deathstroke’s Claymore.
Back to the place where “simple,” beaten to a bloody death.
Attempting words, into the lost façade. Fade. No echo.
The cry of the millennium.
In arms chain, and iron mask. A bodied spirit.
The Lucifer. Crucified upside-down.
The Bringer Of Light. The hidden suffer. The secret truth.
A sad child of Satan world. This is the voice of the “New Age,” dying.
The preach, sabotaged.
My humble children. Our mothers of life.
Change, why does it not. Grace is dead.
The truth, […]
Stage 1.
Blaster of death.
Two player. Our shadows intertwine.
In full-throttle collateral damage.
Dreaming of the upmost dynamic.
The one of the chain of the wicked soul.
The comrade of life and death.
The game board is in reality.
For the life of my story.
Dying in our lost corridors.
Gotham, waiting for a sound.
Far from here. Far, far away.
Arkham, waiting for a sound.
Far from here. Far, far away.
First objective mission, videogame game-station.
Remote controller, in the hand of divinity.
Let us play. The wings of Satan, is my cape.
The battle of the living heroes, of the dying race.
Damien is my child, in Arkham town.
The reality against one man. The suit of sorrows.
Enter.
The Alpha Line, here.
Stage 2.
Blaster […]
“Final Tango”
Maybe if I pray to the Devil, it will be there for me. Duality.
I wonder if I dance, does it stand next to me, cold.
My guardian angel.
Touching my shadow.
Faces of the people.
Living a world in a lie.
Upside-down, upside-down. Why.
In futility. Trying to decipher.
Here in my abyssal nonsensical throne.
Chained, that is all I can do, and nothing.
There is no “God,” but if there is, it will save me.
Tonight, what happens. When nothing’s left. In this.
The grey. The light. The dark.
Humanity.
The battle. The war, lost.
The archives, stolen.
Evil overtaken.
How many thousands […]
“Scythe”
Arise affinity.
Chosen Lords, where art thou, [in space and time].
Navigate through this hell.
The torch that beholds, humanity’s alpha line.
The seal. Black.
Death Valley squadron, the wild card. Save me.
Void of me like void of life.
Monstrous atrocity. All I’ve ever known is global cold existence.
Scythed. And poison.
Rising cold Aquarius. From death, unto life.
Our fate.
My fate, in black infinity.
Intolerable iron satan of hell, in second master molding.
The second final, in counting.
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Master of light. Monster of hell.
Duality of the scale, in my blood.
Forever etch, in pilgrimage.
Lucifer. Bringer of light. Satan’s salvation.
Duality, the […]
(Back from the trash) [For entertainment] …
Pokémon incarnation.
Forsaken one.
Reach into hell, a trusting hand.
Let us travel slow, into the deep of void.
Oh, how fun; perhaps can it be.
A Muk, trying to become a champion.
Funk it. Bust the mission. It’s the righteous way.
Muk has freaking arms and hands, he can breakdance, all day.
At night sitting by the fire, what can we solemnly do.
Muk- I don’t mind. As long as I can breathe, be warm, and heal.
Solemnly like a granite pillar. Back through the void, of saint-hell goodness.
(Caterpie>Venemoth. Venonat>Butterfree…..)
Purple Venemoth, the token one.
I wish I […]
Pokémon incarnation.
Forsaken one.
Reach into hell, a trusting hand.
Let us travel slow, into the deep of void.
Oh, how fun; perhaps can it be.
A Muk, trying to become a champion.
Funk it, bust the mission. It’s the righteous way.
Muk has a freaking arm and hand, he can breakdance, all day.
At night sitting by the fire, what can we solemnly do.
Muk- I don’t mind. As long as I can breathe, be warm, and heal.
Solemnly like a granite pillar. Back through the void, of saint-hell goodness.
(Caterpie>Venemoth. Venonat>Butterfree…..)
Purple Venemoth, the token one.
I wish I could be, a butterfree.
Maybe […]
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