Lanaia Posted January 5, 2007 Author Posted January 5, 2007 It has been said that your name and beauty would be immortal Helen, a daughter of a God, but you are half human too You, Helen of Troy, untrustworthy to the very your very core It is said that you launched a thousand ships, with your beauty to the sea so petty and blue. You would defy your husband,Manleus,by being in the arms of another Daughter of the Greek God Zeus, in the arms of a Trojan You have tuned your back on me and your people by submitting yourself to another Especially in the arms of Paris, a Trojan. My queen,how could you do me wrong? Just as you did to me, you used your beauty to captivate him too How could you go to another's arms to which you did not belong? Your beauty alone has made many men pay their dues. You have tricked and enticed many other men You, Helen the queen of Sparta, how could you stoop so low? To keep you beauty it is evident you would commit any sin To maintain your undying beauty, to look to others as you would always glow. You wanted to be made immortal by your beauty Knowing of you beauty, you thought you could obtain anything But you thought you beauty would not get in the way of you doing you duty Immortal beauty, to this you will always cling.
Homicidalheathen Posted January 5, 2007 Posted January 5, 2007 I was in the arms of a trojan the other night.......no wait, the trojan was in me....heh. Just kidding. Nice piece of work by the way! I enjoyed much. Yes I did. Keep posting these!
Homicidalheathen Posted January 5, 2007 Posted January 5, 2007 Ah, gothic love and the dating life. Nice. Thanks!
Lanaia Posted January 6, 2007 Author Posted January 6, 2007 As I sit here looking out my window, my thoughts are of you You are always on my mind, since the grim reaper called you away Outside my window, a winter scene, right before my eyes, directly in the path of my view I can't help but think of you each and every day. Outside my window, stand one solitary tree The winter, the limbs are now bare So desolate and lonely, in the snow, the tree seems to be The bare limbs reaching out as if to say please you still care. I imagine the desolate tree in the snow to be you Trying to reach out to me from another realm Telling me you too are sad and blue Grasp life, take control at the helm. So, sad and lonely, the ice being the tears, that the tree once shed Oh, the anguish, the desolation, can't you see Reaching out saying, I need love, companionship, I need to be fed I also remember, another spring will come, bringing life the way it should be. The tree, telling me, remember life goes on, the sun will shines once again Do not despair, I am in a far better place We shall be united once again Spring will come, life will continue, so do not despair, the tree now doesn't look so bad now in it's background of the snowy lace.
Lanaia Posted January 7, 2007 Author Posted January 7, 2007 I have secretly watched you grow from a child to a beautiful young woman I have longed for you and wanted you from the very start I have to convince myself is the right time to set you on the shelf of immortality, and make your existence infinite like a circular wedding band I love you and always have and I want to give you the gift of eternal youth, see this comes directly from my heart. Eternity I hand to you on a silver platter Never again sickness or pain, never growing old Do not fear me, I want to save you! From me you need not deter So trust me, never from me should you remain aloof. Everyone in your family gave me an honor by trusting me That opened the door so I could be close to you This way no one would ever suspect anything of me I could easily sneak you away, and then you getting away from me, my dear, your choices would be very few. You have grown so quickly like a fast growing climbing vine Your beauty, I get lightheaded, it actually takes my breath away So immortality must be yours, eternal youth should be yours, because you are so refined I gained your trust that way I wouldn't scare you away. I have tried to convince myself all day long what I am about to do for you is right I am going to take you away from this awful life of sickness and pain Sending you to a place that is filled with beautiful bright light I will release you, and you and your beauty within another domain will forever remain.
Lanaia Posted January 8, 2007 Author Posted January 8, 2007 What on earth is this I see? Body of a lion, head of a man Looking as if you are protecting everything as far as the eye can see Majestic proudly standing, instilling fear to those that would dare challenge you as you guard the sands. No one really knows why you were built or why you are here No one being able to explain what your existence means Looking as though in all your enemies you would instill fear I would love to know through all the years what you have seen. If you could talk the all the stories I bet you could tell Staring down on the desert observing everything I wonder if you had a soul if it you would sell To hold on to the secrets to which you cling. I'd be willing to bet your main function was to guard the tombs of the kings Keeping out those who would dare defy you Always letting slip from your eyes, that fearful sting To protect those of which your loyalty was totally true. You have seen and observed so very much through the years Never to betray the secrets from your ancient land Never giving up those things which seem so clear You, this place, the secrets everlasting between time and space. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Lanaia Posted January 9, 2007 Author Posted January 9, 2007 Yawning and stretching as I awaken in an unfamiliar place Wondering to myself how on earth did I get here? I'm in a field of white flowers looking like white lace I don't understand as my essence fills with fear. I walk down a path and get an unexpected surprise In the distance I see you as you wait But I watched you take your last breath and die Thinking you had an unfair fate. I finally go to a clearing nearer to you What is this place all covered with marble and stone? Knowing that you died in the ocean so blue But here you are beside me, this chills me to very bone. You come to me and take my hand Still not believing this is true You saying to me"We are on a new adventure in this new land" I really want to wake up from this dream about you. So real this situation seems Me in your arms once again Am I playing some kind of game? You have passed to a different dimension my friend.
Lanaia Posted January 10, 2007 Author Posted January 10, 2007 The old clock in the tower chimes as eerie sound I try to hasten my walk across the bridge as it seems a fog bank has moved in I walk faster as behind me I think I hear a sound It sounds like distorted footsteps as they are distorted by the blowing wind. The fog makes the street light illuminate an eerie haze Making the feeling of fear and being afraid intensify Now I'm at the park, that is good. because the paths here seem like an unending maze Perhaps this will give me a chance for you, I can defy. As I walk in the grass, it is moist from the dew As I head for a path, I hope you won't be able to detect me I know you are following me for this I need no review As I walk I try to be as quiet as can be. Then I see a shadowy figure under the street light The street light I just passed, the one directly behind me At this point I had no idea soon for my very life I would have to fight You catch up to me but I have no where left to flee. As you are right beside me, I look up into your blood shot eyes I feel your hot breath on my face I feel the sharp pain in my chest as I die Now I will go to a different time, a different place.
Lanaia Posted January 11, 2007 Author Posted January 11, 2007 I am of people like Charles Manson, Ted Bundy, Jeffrey Dahmer, and the like But they were careless and dumb enough to get caught, but no not me They were messy and didn't pick the right time to strike I was trained in anatomy so my murders were very precise, see. I was never messy or uncertain in what I did The others were stupid because they got caught I watch all this from my perch in hell, because this is where I was destined to go because of what I did Ladies of the night were my prey, women no one would miss and for any price they could be bought. I feel most of the others murdered on a whim,and not carefully thought out I was very sure in what I did, the police they just made me laugh My victims never suspected me because they didn't know what I was all about If I could have taught the others, I would have taught them well and made them part of my staff. I kept a few souvenirs as a reminder of what I had done They were to remind me of my acts, as I congratulated myself of my precise work I only took five lives but boy did I have fun So ladies of White Chapel, beware of the darkness where I would lurk. If I were still alive I would have shown the others a thing or two My name remains immortal showing I was the master, everyone knows or has heard my name To be precise, not to get caught, me making mistakes they were very few You know my name, Jack the Ripper, one in the same.
LuluVox Posted January 11, 2007 Posted January 11, 2007 Oh, I thought it'd be the Ice Truck Killer. [/Dexter reference]
Lanaia Posted January 12, 2007 Author Posted January 12, 2007 As I walk across the old Victorian bridge, the air seems to emit some kind of evil I hate to be out this late at night all alone My mind tends to play tricks on me with things I do not wish to deal I try and walk faster on the bridge all made of stone. I hear the clock in the old tower as it chimes midnight The witching hour, when things of the supernatural are supposed to happen This sends a chill up my spine, so I step to rest under a street light But like you, I was raised to believe things of this origin just don't happen. It is so foggy, even with the street light I can't see very far in front of me This just makes my imagination run more wild and rampant I am afraid, so I look around, everything so far as I can see is as normal as can be But I swear I can hear something as it breathes and pants. What I hear? I am not sure, but I feel a great feeling of fear The sounds I hear make me very aware of my surroundings I see something coming toward me, what this is on this I am not clear It seems to be of human form, but I can't move, frozen with fear I won't be fleeing. As it moves closer, the figure is all adorn in black You are very near now, but I never see your face You say nothing as you seem to glide toward me, then you grab me around my throat, your hands very much in tact As you cut off my air, why I don't know, but as you cut off my air, I know you don't listen to any of my pleas.
Lanaia Posted January 13, 2007 Author Posted January 13, 2007 Why are you making me do this against my will? You know me well because for this I would have never volunteered You try and tell me my sacrifice about this I should be thrilled As we walk you push others out of the way to make my pathway clear. You tell me the Gods have ordained your choice in me That this act bestowed on me is the greatest honor I could ever have I am only twenty-one I don't want to die I want to live, see You tell me this honor bestowed on me is the greatest gift in life or death I could ever have. You take me to a big room with people to help prepare me for the ominous honored act that lies in store They wash me, prepare my body with oils, and the sweet smell they put in my hair They give me a drink and I'm not scared like I was before There is a blue feathered boa among the things I must wear. We slowly ascend the stairs to the alter and I feel totally different now There are people on each side and as we walk they bow They pay me respect knowing to appease the Gods next I will be knocking on their door Everyone kneels at my feet to pay respect, they know disrespect is not allowed. Guided to the altar, someone helps me out of my boa, and I lie flat on the cold piece of stone The high priest standing over me offers me another drink After that I feel a sharp pain as I moan Above me I see the knife dripping with my blood, as I take my last breath and my eyes their last blink.
Lanaia Posted January 14, 2007 Author Posted January 14, 2007 I was one of the lucky ones to have been hand picked by Satin him self I made a pact the devil to serve right by his side He has promised me all kinds of things including riches and wealth My life he guaranteed will be one sweet ride. To show my appreciation to him I wonder what I can do? He picked me as his apprentice now I will know everything I gave him my soul in return for what I'm able to now do To repay him I must think of the most gruesome deed possible where my victims will feel evil's sting. It is August of nineteen sixty-nine In this day and time I should be able to come up with something really good I will have to include my friends if my idea is really good or fine My friends I have include because to me they follow and serve me so good. I'll call Tex,Susan, Patricia,and Leslie on the phone Telling the how I wish to please my instructor, Lucifer, the fallen angel Anything we do evil he will condone You know we are already bound to hell. I know, I will try to provoke the ultimate war But to do this I must invoke a specific reason I used to read literature on Hitler maybe I can use some of his ideas the more I read oh this man, I always want to read more I would have felt very privileged if I would have been his son. I decide we shall commit murder and blame it on another race Then I will have my race war But I and my friends will stand back and watch it take place In the end we will have gotten what we wanted, we will be rewarded by Lucifer, I can't wait to see what he has in store. The first time I ordered murder, I did not go, when at random we picked Sharon Tate and friends But this wasn't enough, so the next time I went with them to the La Bianca's house,hey I even tied their hands for the others, who had the job to make sure the victims were dead. In my mind this was the most ultimate gruesome crime I'm totally convinced if we get caught, my partner from hell will protect me So any one in Charles Manson's way better take heed With my connections I can make things turn out the way I want them to be. The establishment finally figures out we are involved. So what? I'm not scared! My partner from hell will protect me But I had no idea my friend, Linda, would turn he back on me My friends know of the power given to me, I can control anything they do or say My partner and I will make everything alright,see. We were all found guilty and sentenced to die I sit here not worrying, waiting on my partner to come and make everything fine While I sit here they change their mind about the death penalty, so life in prison, now I won't die If I were to spend life in prison my hell of what I did would always be on my mind. So here I sit the one that wanted to be Hitler's prodigal son and fooling myself I was doing so well He promised to get me out of this, but after he got what he wanted it seems maybe he lied Oh boy! Life in prison and my soul condemned to burn an eternity in hell Seems like all the hearsay about you, Lucifer was true and not a lie.
Lanaia Posted January 15, 2007 Author Posted January 15, 2007 You come at me from behind, knife in hand Trying to take me hostage, figuring you would use me to your sickening way I should have known better than to come here, being a stranger to this land I had no fears about being abducted, especially by some deranged person in order just to get their way. In your sick mind you think you will negotiate with my life But the needs of the few out weigh the needs of the one See, no matter what you do, I will be the only one affected by your strife You probably think abducting me is some kind of fun. I came to this country thinking I would help others But I see that was my ignorance and mistake How could anyone do this to a fellow brother? In God's eyes we are all his children, but boy did I make a mistake. In layman's terms you are known as a terrorist Taking others against their will, abducting them, threatening them, thinking you will get your sick way You will threaten my life, trying to scare me, before I enter death's vast abyss You are ready to kill me not really caring just so you can achieve your way. In the midst of all this, you think your cause is right But I will hold steadfast, I am not afraid, I just worry about those I will leave behind But you, you will do anything for your cause, your fight When you kill me. you think your message will be defined.
Lanaia Posted January 16, 2007 Author Posted January 16, 2007 Bow down before me, honor your queen, the queen of everything dark My loyal subjects are famine, plague, and pain I rule from the very pits of hell, on your world I intend to make my mark So bow, worship me, you will have everything to gain. I have helped people like Charles Manson, Jeffry Dohmer, Ted Bundy, and the like These were friends of mine and you see what I did for them I am the bride of Satan, so follow me and you can have anything you like Sing your songs of praise for me. sing me a dark dark hymn. Pledge your allegiance to me, I will make it worth your while All the materialistic things that I could give to you I could make your earthly life rich in style So bow before me, show me your allegiance is true. Any thing your heart desires can be yours and yours alone So honor your queen, bow before Lucifer the king You can serve with us in hell for all the diabolical seeds you have sewn So make evil known, let others know it's painful sting. I am the bride of Lucifer, Prince of Darkness So bow your heads and show respect to me Come with me and we shall share an evil kiss Spread darkness, death, and pain and I will make you as happy as can be.
Homicidalheathen Posted January 16, 2007 Posted January 16, 2007 The bride of Satan is responsible for diseases....hm.......
Lanaia Posted January 17, 2007 Author Posted January 17, 2007 I am but a lowly maintenance man So why should you fear me? Open your door to me and invite me in For I am as meek as a kitten, see. I will fix anything in your home that has gone wrong So open your door, and I will even take the time to entertain you Do you like to sing? I will teach you death's frightening song For you to even think you could get away, your choices would be very few. It doesn't matter to me if you are fat or thin young or old I have a certain appetite that must be fed I will even stay by your side for awhile as I watch your body grow cold Nobody suspects me they have no idea I like to do horrid things with someone even though they are dead. Is your air conditioner not working or how about your heater? Just let me in and I will fix it for you and I will also fix you I won't beat you up, I'm not a woman beater To my identity police haven't one single solid clue. So let me in your home so I may feed my sick hunger I will be nice and not mess up anything All of Boston would love to have my phone number Albert de Salvo is my name better known as the Boston strangler, my victims to life they all wished to cling.
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