Omnius666

Come into my parlor Pull up a chair or draw yours We're all friends around this fire Our friendly island in the night Oh let me guess now You want a story A hero gone, he's coming home I ain't got those Cheap and easy My tale, like life, has no happy end Take some care now Too close and you might get burned We're all friends around this fire Shades of fire, life and the gray I fought them battles Saw my limits And uphill battle my whole life through And if I say It was all worth it I just can't tell you, it ain't done yet Now come a little bit closer And smoke your pipe Tell your stories of my old life Think you know it all, I'll rest

I walk along in dreary pace Left and right, I stand in place Almost broken, head bowed down My lost and tarnished dreamer-crown On and on I carry still Forgotten why I fight, I kill Walking, staying, one place versed Kwisatz Haderach, reversed Blank black sky that stretches on My trail, my yoke, no crown or thorn Im lost, I wait, contend in vain No purpose, nothing left to gain I walk alone through barren mill No tears, just sadness, empty still Desolate, darkened, on and on Walking, dreaming of the dawn

Rabhas: Sanskrit: to do violence. I dreamt of dying earths again On blackened sand, a light, a lane Rising on to temples wide And statues carved on either side In light they stood and darkened still Bowed down tides and molten mill As mobs raged on cut plains, wide Screaming on from either side And giant marbles kings did fall And knights and thinkers, one and all Torn down to praying, baying, wide: "Feel" or "Kill", on either side And finally one pure giant moved Creaking rust fell off, it stood And clove the mobs in arches wide And all were dead, on either side As only Power did He burn And slept again, 'till mobs return And Rabhas ag

Finally numbers told the stories Glimpsed only by diseased and Twisted minds a hundred years or more before Beyond the Night's Plutonian Shore Under and behind and between the darkness That lies beyond our wildest dreams and lied Behind our eyes, telling, laughing, darkly Dancing lonely in the void As prophesized in darkness, clothed It rolled, unmoving, from the void Crested Night's ecliptic plain just Long enough to break its wain The darkened giant, finally glimpsed Oh blackest Yuggoth on the rim In twisted ecstasy we're waiting, Master The stars are finally right, again

Rapid oxidation fills the streets at midnight Water vapor, trace of carbon Gaining Brownian motion down Light emissions form in contrast Gleeful, dancing infra-red Heats the hill's permafrost air Polycyclic aromatic hydrocarbons remain Covers every corner, every house In rich blankets – stuff that lies between the stars Post-traumatic persons hold the soil Stress-disordered outside-voice Rising to the light-scattered sky But the glaring fires of combat The soot, the cries and pouring rain Couldn’t wash away the pain Couldn't sterilize the sorrow Couldn't deaden distant gunfire Or heal those souls about to die As wagging tongue

Cut up, sliced, torn apart Splicing revelations works of art No hindrance, mindless born Perfect sterile monsters to mourn Monstrous husks in stone Revel in your children's clone En eutero micro waved Human hybrid hot pocket saved Sightless eyes seeing all Deaf ears hear the call Mute mouths sing along In perfect pitch Sowing your sterile seed Perfect match on the grid Blinding eyes wake in the head Artificial kingdom of the dead

The unseen giant kills me Siphoning my every breath Igniting whirlwinds in the dark Seven minutes of the arc Broke me from my destined course I woke on black sand dusky shores Lapped by gaping tidal forces From the Night's Plutonian Shore Starless night stares out before me Gaping darkness spewing void Invisible monsters herding me To supermassive lightless suns I fell into the seething vortex Long ago in Plank's own time I felt entropy reverse, turning To bottomless wells in the void I wait in the darkness behind the stars Until solar winds will once more touch my face Alone, not-dead, in quantum fields I lie With the strange aeons, even

I saw the tigers pacing caged Turning and turning, un-widening gyre Staring tired at a world going by As if there is no world to go The great shadow stalking, numbed A great spirit held by bars A thousand bars, a thousand more And beyond the bars, oblivion Between 1915 and 1926, an epidemic of encephalitis lethargica spread around the world. Symptoms include high fever, sore throat, headache, lethargy, double vision, delayed physical and mental response, sleep inversion and catatonia. In severe cases, patients may enter akinetic mutism. In 1969, new research in anti-parkinson drugs allowed some restoration of the akinetic survivors of the

I live in nightmares I hunt in dark places Where all is forgot But death I weave your fears I pounce in silence Feed on the terror within Your insides turn to rot I Feed (and) Roam (and) Rape (and) Kill (and) I Am why you feared the dark Monstrous spirit of decay The ultimate killer Tension liquefied Are you scared yet? Pulsing darkness Cobwebs your eyes I return to the shadows I wait…

The lions and tigers are drifting to sleep In the tall grasses the drowsy snake creeps The giraffe puts down its tall slender head And all through the forest the beasts go to bed And you my dear must slumber as well Nix's shunned secrets are too many to tell Sleep my angel, my darling, my dear When darkness approaches have ye no fear The walls don't bleed arterial blood No screams drift down in a mad flood And when we sit alone in the halls No mad shadows dance on the walls Hush now babe, and follow me true To Hypnos's magical dark lands of rue To blackened deserts of sunken cold reap Darkness burns beyond the walls of sleep So wind down