Deicide

 

1.

You must choose between two wolves, decide;

which do you like more, Order or Chaos.

Feeding the weak or the strong, empower the slide;

then sleight of hand dealers wager to eat shit or bullride!

Some Starfolk whisper to choose both, change your colours;

then colons; cannons; Hors D'oeuvre shorted drives valour...

I attempted, retried, failed, cause Gates did not let me pass rites!

2.

“Be like water!” a wise man once said, but he didn't listen

to the Saint who spoke to Zarathustra, to make people beg

for his teachings! For why do the blind need fire glisten

on the backs, as they watch the shadows dance. Blistered

with glee, people can only seep through and poison like dredge;

calling it water, not accept things as they where to make their bed.

Responcibility taken away like the daughter of Midas in his den!

3.

“Don't give pearls to the pigs and the dogs!” thus said;

the first indulge too much, the second karen and gossip.

Once the message salt wears thin, the alp will abrade;

turning on the child, who saw the emperor nude: “You dare!”

Closed are the doors to Wisdom while open the coffers ships;

which brought fame and fortune to Ruben & Sons hips.

Thicker than Solomons loins, emancipated and well read.

4.

As you where shouting out a new Hero coming forth;

the anime and manga became gospel, while West

listened to Jaime Lannister and Killed their King. North

became the New South Wales, East lectured in broth;

the missonaries taken aback when Nietzsche clapped his chest;

looking for the other cheek, which was missed, confessed.

The inquisitor resigned in front of his betters and got scoth.

5.

How does a maiden get fucked by two dogs? Call it Justice!

Is it cause wilful blindness, or because the scales there even?

How does a feather measure a sword, to be equal in price;

merchants, bards weighed the same as martyrs, saints – Avarice

guiding the jurors, who to find guilty who victim, Steven.

You can't serve the Universe and Jesus, when money talks E.Leven;

ask Ben Tennisson, who was wiser before he saved the day nice.

6.

People jumping out of their throats, because somebody ate the cats;

Rath didn't want any of that, and closed the debate to wars.

Towards the Two towers, which there shot like 9.11 ye brats

because orcish lives matter, while they are sacking Osgiliath, chat.

God is dead, Isayah in despair, only the young and elderly cares

while the good men and girl power are off to occupy Mars;

just not our own spaces and games, lets not be naughty, tip the hat!!

7.

How shall Equinox tell Batman, what it memes to be in between

Heaven and Earth, to float above the people, forgetting sweets!

Too many there cast into stone, for looking back, or too Pristine;

the Queen ate his children, like Lenin, none there allowed to dream.

Famished by lack of faith and Shepherds, the vultures hit C

on their Ctrl+V – eisegesis ruling the scribes in need!

For why should you love Cognac, if you can dilute Root-Beer clean?

Seethe my Darkness

 

1.

Seeking for silence, the sirens still glares

inside my mind; blinding for harrowed success.

Be postal, so modern in the translucent dandy dare –

like a deer facing the music, to seethe the mares.

Who's to writhe right from wronged justice, God bless!

Many knights and bishops forgotten how to play chess;

Seethe my Darkness and despair, who you came to Tony Blair.

2.

The Witch is on stage, trial in (T)error and fervour indeed;

the T wan neither titan nor 800, not even a Monkey King...

Like water it poisoned the well, for not being redeemed.

The Hares wanted to drink Champagne and ordered lean

mean bullet-worn wolves in sheep's clothing for the bling.

Sheep wanted to lament martyrs they never had stinged;

erecting altars of shame, to see who blink first Creed!

3.

Creep in this shadow and walk a mile in my blues;

the booze, the snooze, the choose you loose, wanted

to cook your goose, turning gold into fools;

an Alp had a say on this, but was called too Arian thus.

Had he been Bohemian or Bavarian he would be enchanted

to be pardoned for his French, or seen as Englishman stranded

in Newark wearing Jersey in his Heart and Truce.

4.

Cull the Doctor and PH the D – It memes something;

demeans some king. The emperor was prude, frugal in manners,

he was listening to Eminem being shaken to Spears, a thing;

calling Oncle to Stand Up, entransed from the farthing.

If he just could seethe all those who don't comply – Banners

Bruced the spruce and spurs allmighty, Christmas over Stanners;

beyond all good and evil, had to dime a Brand the Ring!

5.

What is Real in this dosage, to give witness to Truth;

where is Mir and Justice, when charges are Trumped up?

On one stack is Solitaire on another Yugioh plagued St Ruth;

The nursery Rhyme was all hooves and no thumbs on the booth.

Wilkes married Wilkerson, to Gay the sly dentist a buck

who was thrown under the cuss. Tengu was wearing horns luck;

I was stuck in my derelicked silence and stared kami- or tsun- bruh!!

6.

Dostojevsky wrote some evil spirits down, was summoned off his grave:

“What Sorcery is this, that you would molest the Honorable Revolutionary?”

One went back to Nangijala as a loli to lead the Wichy, Depeche behaved

unruly, for not finding any in his modus operandi. HR was livid, enraged!

On Stage Hatsune Mikku and Hattori Hanzo had a duel of wits scary.

Haruhi Suzumiya was on a date with Kyotaka Ayanokoyi, accidentally

filing Rashomon as Catcher in the Rye and found himself on the front page.

7.

Seethe my darkness, like Kafka was on trial at 1984;

the pigs and the dogs are like Cows of Bashan;

who learned from the crows how to sing: “Nevermore!”

How should a little white raven clutch his pearls – snor;

the audience was drunkated with Californian Dreams grand.

A quart of wheat for Denarius, Three quarts of Barley on hand –

There's Conflict brewing inbetween Lancaster and York!!