http://search.deviantart.com/?q=by:screechious&section=today deviantART RSS for by:screechious en-us Copyright 2009, deviantART.com Tue, 22 Dec 2009 11:04:36 PST deviantART.com http://blogs.law.harvard.edu/tech/rss http://s.deviantart.com/minish/widgets/apple-touch-icon-precomposed.png http://screechious.deviantart.com/journal/19073802/ http://screechious.deviantart.com/journal/19073802/ Fri, 27 Jun 2008 10:58:13 PDT flesh press, lead them to their torturing deaths,
mental home for the funeral orchestra,
god of life, god of gloom we pray to you - damned to our doom.

Unholy abused, deities of darkness enter the light,
void of silence and disembowelled, gaged on sadism;
sarcasm smiles at a thousand dead,
the sun falls behind the graves, grim silhouette stand proud;
graves and crosses cast shadows on this face.

Thirst for blood and hunger for death,
sick pope, take no mercy in your ministry,
undead crusade move swiftly - what little time,
kill thier god, torture their men, fuck their women
and slave their children.

Doom sayer speak loudly!
give us morbid, we want tragedy!
amendment day anoint your demond,
I dub thee pain, I dub thee hate, I dub thee sadness, I dub thee tragedy;
sssshhhh speak not thine name, you only emulate.


© Copyright Addict - Phillip Clayton (2006-2007)

]]> ~screechious http://screechious.deviantart.com/journal/15589691/ http://screechious.deviantart.com/journal/15589691/ Tue, 20 Nov 2007 12:31:20 PST
So much flesh, so little time...
the human condition,
a primal existence,
deteriorated bile.

The process of life...
procreate,
food intake,
the elimination of waste.

Anatomy...
micturate, defecate,
felch, gurgle,
reduced to paste.
smelting human pieces,
pounded!

Scatology domain...
breathing humanure,
anthropophabic life,
chummified as one,
applied human defragmentation,
death's paradise,
lips kissing assholes,
men bow before Swines.

© Copyright Addict - Phillip Clayton (2006-2007)

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]]> ~screechious http://screechious.deviantart.com/journal/11218273/ http://screechious.deviantart.com/journal/11218273/ Thu, 28 Dec 2006 02:53:30 PST
" Art when fully understood is the province of every human being. It is simply a question of doing things, anything, well. It is not an outside, extra thing.

When the artist is alive in any person, whatever his kind of work may be, he becomes an inventive, searching, daring, self-expressing creature. He becomes interesting to other people. He disturbs, upsets, enlightens, and he opens ways for a better understanding. Where those who are not artists are trying to close the book, he opens it, shows there are still more pages possible.

The world would stagnate without him, and the world would be beautiful with him; for he is interesting to himself and he is interesting to others. He does not have to be a painter or sculptor to be an artist. He can work in any medium. He simply has to find the gain in the work itself, not outside it."

]]> ~screechious http://screechious.deviantart.com/journal/11205976/ http://screechious.deviantart.com/journal/11205976/ Tue, 26 Dec 2006 21:42:52 PST
as the misty air clears away,
there shadows swayed.
the trees whispered there secrets,
alot happend here, non of which were good.

the house stood on that hill for years,
an undying legend.
the front seemd liek only pve rgrown weeds and trees,
but those hwo know of the horro fo that memorable nite....
knew that only shallow and unmarked graves rested in those weeds.

the tails liv eon to this very day,
the shouts that echoed on christmas,
was anything but a jolly ho ho ho,
the torture coudl be felt by the very wind that blew on that hill.

endless pain, only nightmares lived there.
swing bodies from the ceiling,
angry spirits took it for there dwelling.

an don the 25th of december,
they would come awake...
only to spread there terror,
they say the walls come alive,
and breathed only the stink of death,
the rooms screamed the spund of ripping flesh..

the halls were rivers of blood,
carrying the memories of the dead,
the crows would sit and watch waiting for the souls,
so they may carry them to the everlasting torture.

they say the devil signed the deed,
and hell built this home.
they say the evil si so muich there the air itself is thick an dhard to breathe,
as a plague fo demons flew aroudn the hosue at all times.

btu the christmas day was they day this evil got hungry,
to everyone it was there time to be happy,
a time for food and celebration,
to the devils that lived in that house, it was harvest day.

the sky would apear crimson,
but it was only the misty air staind with blood,
masacar's of the living,
the witches often spoke of this day,
for even they them selves feared this day.

the day that woudl become a legend of fear, and terror.
a time when life enters the dead.

the living are dying and the dead are breathing,
when sounds of pure evil shreeks across the land,
replacing the sound of happy carols,
a day when day shallno longer exist,
a day when the darkest fo nights shall become a 24 hour blood bath
the day that became known as devil's nite!

]]> ~screechious http://screechious.deviantart.com/journal/8719586/ http://screechious.deviantart.com/journal/8719586/ Tue, 09 May 2006 11:00:42 PDT
subliminal, not tainted,
truth with out the straight arrow,
life at an offset angle,
hypnotic, captivating..
the pleasant sound of a distorted demond,
dont just hear understand,
suicide notes, and blood staind poems,
songs raging from the darkest underground,
the devil can n ot relate to what is said,
the twisted miind of brilliance.
not through christian television nation,
when gods eye turns on me all i see is black,
a child of ur flower power revolution,
im not quite the vision of ur moral solution,
ur fears we have over come,
remember the first war,
when angles faces were stiand with the blood of christ,
when a legion fell form heaven,
when the door breaks, they will find u suspended by wires. ]]> ~screechious http://screechious.deviantart.com/journal/8297697/ http://screechious.deviantart.com/journal/8297697/ Tue, 28 Mar 2006 18:05:35 PST
"post amplifiction blues".
i wont wite about love and i wont write about happiness,
i wil write about the truth,
the way my memories linger,
the voices scream at me, but thats old news,
the tears i never cired, the way i never lie,
there's no broken heart there is no music,i never had an angelic harp.
my screaming scars, i watch them bleed,
u try to understand me but u will never see;
i cant justify the wya everyone looks at me.
the cuts on my arm they all tel a story,
u only see tainted perfection the lack of glory.
death always screamed at me, i guess i never answered,
depression is an overfucked dog with out mercy,
the loss of a friend the way i never stayed for the end.
i'm sorry......
"narsasistic compulsive"
the ringing phone the end of a story,
if u had wated just 5mins, i could have seen u pull the trigger,
but all i have r flash backs of u wraped in sheets,the sound of sirens,
it wasnt our habbits, the drugs or the liqure shuts for merits.
it was the breathing the life we hated living,
but now u left me here, to do it alone,
i left because the docks now felt empty,
fun time is now a bore,
u will never be replaced, u wil be my anger and my hate,
by the way side where u lay, i will visit u again one day.
u never said that girls were such sores.....haha
but then not all of them, just some i fell for.
but then maybe i am what they r to me??
my dearest friend, rest is wat i crave, but if u wiated 5mins,
maybe ur life i could have saved,
"hallusagenic disturbance"
i miss the drugs,that we craved,the jimbean hidden behind the vase,
i fell in love again, yes not all girls r the same,
but thats not the point i'm trying to make,
my life just isnt the same, but it will be ok oneday,
these prayers i pray, to a god in which i have no faith
if it all goes well then ur memory i wil always save,
but if i fail, please make room beside ur grave. ]]> ~screechious http://screechious.deviantart.com/journal/7073512/ http://screechious.deviantart.com/journal/7073512/ Thu, 17 Nov 2005 16:26:28 PST
to burn always with a gem like flame, maintianing this ecstacy, means success in life....
not to experience the reward of experience, but to experience it self......
reaping wat is rigthfully mine, wat belongs to me....
i came to u professing and giving u nothing but the highest quality to ur moments as they pass........
after all sin is not sin when all virtue has been forgotton...
an artistic and literary protest of a spiritual contradiction and bankrupt civillization,
is a sensual yet firm experimentation in life and art....
where good and evil r ignored and all that exsist r two worlds spiritual and the physical--
our belief that the "road of excess leads to the palace of wisdom" is our ethos and total devotion to Decadance.
where just as in "fin de seicle fetid hothouses" there grew monstrouse and seemingly artificial orchids, an das in the surreal sumptuosities of opium obsessed baroque bordellos....smoldering hot wanton women languished larger thanlife to lure in there lovers...
our decadance blossoms like a hybrid species on display,
created purely as a challenge for nature and anasertion of animalistic apetite and behaviour in thirst of pure pleasure......
where the word Orgasmic is meaning less, to the crave of sensual and spiritual ecstacy....
where stars seem like suns, an d moons shine bright as day.....
when polyaramous will be the appitizer of 3 course meal entirely filled with liquid like flow of pure shameless yet carnal selestial disires...
where the deepest sexual thoughts lay, r opened an dset free, for Demonic or Godly morals vanish as our orchids of this place r left to bloom in firery beauty........
the gem like flame ]]> ~screechious http://screechious.deviantart.com/journal/6998594/ http://screechious.deviantart.com/journal/6998594/ Wed, 09 Nov 2005 10:03:01 PST ~screechious http://screechious.deviantart.com/journal/6940710/ http://screechious.deviantart.com/journal/6940710/ Thu, 03 Nov 2005 00:17:44 PST
2. i hate smoker's who never hav ecigs or a fucking lighter..........if u ca'nt support it do'nt get adicted

3. i hate religeon with such passion

4. i hate life for playing it's sadisctic emotional games...but who does'nt

5. i hate fat

6.i hate prepi people, who smile alot, they make me paranoid

7. i luv coffee and cheese cake

8. i luv rare steak and red wine

9. i luv smoking, vodka and beer

10. if i do'nt get sugar agitated, and loose it

11. i'm manic depressive

12. i luv bones

13. i luv drugs

14. i dislocated my jaw, broke my arm, slpied out my knee, weaken dmy ancles, an dhad an arrow head spike run under my shoulder blades an dexited out my colar bone from skate baording

15 i luv extreme sports

16. i luv sex, an dgirls, as amatter affact they have an influence on my art work, u might not c it?

17. my heart skips beats

18. i had nuemonia 3 times they said the 4th would kill me as i was born wih thin lungs, the 4th did not com ea su can c

19. anger turns me on,nothing like an angry girl

20. i never had a best friend since 1997 the one who i thought was he killed him self

Ok here's the game...tell 20 things that people don't really know about you...and then tag six people to do the same.

I tag:

]]> ~screechious http://screechious.deviantart.com/journal/6929416/ http://screechious.deviantart.com/journal/6929416/ Tue, 01 Nov 2005 18:51:11 PST

Dear depressed beloved and not forgotten..............

.............i have a goblet in which u may cry, for i will drink ur pain until the day i die,
for i do'nt want to heal only understand, so we can share the same hand,
i do'nt want to stop u from bleeding, i want to drink, so our life will be one,
i do'nt want stop u from opening ur scars let them speak for i wil listen,
for i want to come in, so i can fel u from within, u r my only one,
i do'nt want to take away ur flaws let them show, for the real u is all i want to know
i do'nt want to read nice poems and listen to luv songs,
i want u to rant and show me ur rage,for i will always take only u along,
no matter where i go, as long as i know, that there is no luv greater than this....
the pain we share is bliss, tainted we care, for only and always thee i will miss.....

..................................................ur's trully,
...................................................the beautifully depressed ]]> ~screechious http://screechious.deviantart.com/journal/6783642/ http://screechious.deviantart.com/journal/6783642/ Sun, 16 Oct 2005 13:47:06 PDT i want to cut u a finger at a time,
i want to peal the flesh from ur body salt ur wounds, burn ur lips,
cut ur lashing tongue from that hole in ur face, i will leave ur eyes so u can see my smile at ur anguish, he said i will pick u up less though bash thy foot against a stone,
i want to know wat will happen if i bash ur head, ur my pleasure, i want u to scream scream get ur temper rising,
hit me make me feel ur hate, ur anger, ur not my orgasm, but ur close to being my aphrodisiac,
apace i set apart we'll fall, the apex of a life that bores me an aphid of worms, shall take over our dead bodies,
the world as it is sees to exist, for it has become a demonic apiary, and so my rage and my torment shall rise and we will enjoy the pain,
of tearing the flesh from my bones, my soul is numb i feel nothing,
i want to cut every vein and watch it bleed, my devils need to be set free, and my wounds want heel for i do'nt know if my demons r in or out- safety first- breath in my my luv breathe in me the violence of ones mind can not rest, so let me feed, my reconsile will be ur death, my resolution would be my suicide, my devil child let me feed.............. ]]> ~screechious http://screechious.deviantart.com/journal/6783633/ http://screechious.deviantart.com/journal/6783633/ Sun, 16 Oct 2005 13:46:19 PDT this life keeps me living, give me a life not strive, if you believe in me i'll try not to die, i'm so tired of being here, i feel my mind slowing time to die, the slower i breathe the faster i'll die, is anybody listening to a word i say, i hate today.....APARTHIED

d.o.a at birth, only to be reborn into the same life, to become the person i am today, i have no reason to know my relfection, i have a broken mirror, my morals are blank paintings on my wall, where my clock moves but time does'nt change......LOST IN TRANSLATION

i ca'nt say wat i want, so i'll right, where my voice rebels in silence, but there's a flaw, i'm no writer, i'm no poet, but i can rant and put my mind on paper, burn it, like my lost memories, it will be forgotten, a million miles is the same as 22 years of torment.....TORTURED ARCHIVIST

awaken by the sound of my violent mind, and the sound of distorted strings, eating away at my soul...METAL MUSIC

sleep my child said the scarlet lady,drink the wine of the wicked, the blood of saints, pay no attention to the world, for ur death will be long and hard,
sleep my child sleep........... APATHY ]]> ~screechious http://screechious.deviantart.com/journal/6783627/ http://screechious.deviantart.com/journal/6783627/ Sun, 16 Oct 2005 13:45:19 PDT one last time to smile
one last time to say hello
a life for a life
a demon for another
666 is not my number
lucifer is not my name
for deception has now made me jesus christ
ur excuse for forgiveness,
ur paronia for god
a sin is a sin
but ur forgiven as i'm not?
the devil has his grasp
lost in translation, gazing at the
stars, waiting for a ride into ur heaven
and watch it bleed down to earth
the place u created for slaves for mindless creatures
the place where death and pain rains
day after day, we watch and pray
has he fallen asleep?
i'm many, i'm a legeon of ten thousand,
as ten thousand shall fall at my side,
i'm the last of ur fucking life................. ]]> ~screechious http://screechious.deviantart.com/journal/6783619/ http://screechious.deviantart.com/journal/6783619/ Sun, 16 Oct 2005 13:44:10 PDT the sun shines when the moon dies,
i wish i cared as much as u watching everything i do.....

we say were loney, but we r never alone r we
open wounds,can u feel my pain, god save us we're insane,

he said watch an dpray, he never said pray for me...
well i'm sorry religeons ur scape goat, and ur flowers grew thorns
u perverted the truth & ur lies grew feels

we were good, but u closed ur eyes, now we're bad we're not so devine

cry when we hurt, bleed when we cut, we say hello good by always follow, i guess we r the scorn of ur eyes since ur so different u do'nt cry ]]> ~screechious http://screechious.deviantart.com/journal/6783604/ http://screechious.deviantart.com/journal/6783604/ Sun, 16 Oct 2005 13:42:08 PDT embarassment and shame....

[b]2. let not my words go in vain, i wish to strip one of fame, through death embarassment and shame....

3.let not my words go in vain, i wish to strip one of fame, through death embarassment and shame....

4.let not my words go in vain, i wish to strip one of fame, through death embarassment and shame....

5.let not my words go in vain, i wish to strip one of fame, through death embarassment and shame....

6.let not my words go in vain, i wish to strip one of fame, through death embarassment and shame....

7.let not my words go in vain, i wish to strip one of fame, through death embarassment and shame....

8.let not my words go in vain, i wish to strip one of fame, through death embarassment and shame....

9.let not my words go in vain, i wish to strip one of fame, through death embarassment and shame....

10.let not my words go in vain, i wish to strip one of fame, through death embarassment and shame....

1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, ]]> ~screechious http://screechious.deviantart.com/journal/6783596/ http://screechious.deviantart.com/journal/6783596/ Sun, 16 Oct 2005 13:40:31 PDT
i'm smilling but inside i'm really crying

if u could tel me about luv would u?

when i cut i feel pleasure, but then they skars only remind me of wat i am

it always rains in my head, my tears r frozen,

my eyes oh how the burn, but they would never let go

make u u laugh at my pain, and u think i'm happy, but ur too stupid, to see

the damage i do to my self when i ignore the problems by being ur personal clown, u fuck

i'm beautifully depressed, and i guess that wat i will always be, the death angel left me here to suffer,

i'm selfish, my self pitty is wat i use to fuel the rage inside me, the rage that want sme to kill u, the rage that feeds on my dead soul, the rage that, makes me loose control

i fear nothing but my self, i fear the verything that i have become , the thing u see, the thing u like the thing u hate,

i'm paranoid, like ur god, which u created from ur fear

anxiety is the only word that dicribes me relaxing was neve rmy previllage
death is my wish

and peace fro my soul, before i say my last good night, this is my night my last good by ]]> ~screechious http://screechious.deviantart.com/journal/6783578/ http://screechious.deviantart.com/journal/6783578/ Sun, 16 Oct 2005 13:38:28 PDT ~screechious http://screechious.deviantart.com/journal/6783568/ http://screechious.deviantart.com/journal/6783568/ Sun, 16 Oct 2005 13:36:53 PDT
now the devils child she falls faster no chance to change her mind wat was once a life is no a blur, as the ground came closer, devil child deviul child they chanted, apethy it seems was the only resolution, her reconsile would be ur death, and ur pain, while she now rides the with devil in the right hand and god in the left, devil child devil child, she was prounced, religeon it seems had lost it's meaning for she slautered the wicked as well as the saints, a thirst for blood not a taste for justice, born in perfection, found love and hate followed, now the impure and a slut for death, she is skared, she is now the bottom of the lowest lowest, a hore, that fucked for the pleasure of ur pain, a sadist with a death wish for evryliving thing, gods arch enemy, oh devil child..........our father who art in heaven hallowed be thy name, she prayed but heaven was silent, darkness rained up on her, kiss the cross devil child, all things most end, so will ur pain? ]]> ~screechious http://screechious.deviantart.com/journal/6242843/ http://screechious.deviantart.com/journal/6242843/ Tue, 16 Aug 2005 11:40:56 PDT i've have been to the tallest mountains and the great plains,
when i taste ur beconing sent in the air.....oh how i wish i could taste u for real, hold u so i can feel,
but my lust is far to great for u to understand, beyond luv beyund compassion.......
my obsession would be an accurate way to put it but words fail me cause all i want is to feel u on me, i want to feel u from the inside and i'm sorry but, it's now becoming more than lusting at ur body i would drink ur sweat and eat ur flesh if i ca'nt have u.....o my god.... now i have become the monster i speak so much against.....i want to fuck u and i want only u, and it it's true i would not want me iether but i just had to get u, and so i saw u in ur beauty and i took u for me my pleasure, only me i know u luv me and i know u want me but y wont u smile at me, now that u r mine u never move u even stink, ur so stif wont u relax some, lets have some fun, y is this hapening to u now i said we would be happy but ur not making it any easy, o my goodness i have killed my only reason for smiling everyday, i'm sorry i did know that i had such rage, but never mind it will be our little secret, i will lay to rest where know one will find u, my desire has now become my curse, my sin and my secret,rest my precious rest, i will join u soon, BANG!!!! ]]> ~screechious http://screechious.deviantart.com/journal/6242834/ http://screechious.deviantart.com/journal/6242834/ Tue, 16 Aug 2005 11:40:10 PDT all the wiches and the hippis of the earth shall burn,
open up the flood gates, for there shall be screaming and wailing,
the streets shall run in blood, and the stink of there own shit shall make them hate the very ground they walk on,
and pain shall be of such consequence that they will beg for the mountains to fall on them....
the pleasure is not the killing but the screams of the inocent, and the anguish of the wicked as they die for nothing more than the devils sick pleasure, and rejects we r for our flaws were here since creation....
and the popes of all popes shall bow before the devil and beg for mercy which he shall grant if he please, and humanity shall fall on there knees, in regret of there consumtion and there blind hatred for each other when god shall here no more and angels have crippled wings, so when u shall bash thy foot against a stone no one shall pic u up, the age of a grotesque world and the age of gore and tourcherous pain, a time known as the dark days of man, for there is no earth but heaven and hell, and doors r opened and chaos shall be free for a thousand years before peace shall return to wat remains........... ]]> ~screechious http://screechious.deviantart.com/journal/6242826/ http://screechious.deviantart.com/journal/6242826/ Tue, 16 Aug 2005 11:39:23 PDT as we stand and watch creation unfolled into flaws
i swear am live, i swear am alive
yet i feel so dead inside,
get of that cross
do'nt say ur a better christ,
get of that tree
u see my tears, my scars
emulating wat i feel,
heaven and hell no middle ground
god do'nt u here me calling!!!!
i look for open windows but there is nothing
traped between the walls in my mind
only to realise that, my own failure is the very reflection
i hide from, only to see demise become me, and belief shatered ]]> ~screechious http://screechious.deviantart.com/journal/6242812/ http://screechious.deviantart.com/journal/6242812/ Tue, 16 Aug 2005 11:37:18 PDT i would do anything for the end,
a thousand tears, a thousand lies,
all those things i said, and all those things i did,
no stones to through the blame, no fingers to point,
just a bad reflection,
behind every eye, is bone face lie,
a family of flies, a man who died,
i will rebel in solitude, on paper,
the noise of apathy
where words mean nothing, for paper will burn and decay,
leaving only thoughts and memories, blank spaces..........
the knowledge of somthing the knowledge of nothing,
i cut and i will let it bleed, the slower i breath the faster i'll sleep,
no pain is no gain, but starvation will eventually become a slow and painless death, for the body will feed on it's own self to survive but the mind is already dead no will to live............................................? ]]> ~screechious http://screechious.deviantart.com/journal/6242714/ http://screechious.deviantart.com/journal/6242714/ Tue, 16 Aug 2005 11:24:04 PDT i'm not ur slave for u to abuse it,
i'm not ur sex toy for u to fuck with,
i'm not ur bad reflection for u to try and break it
i'm not ur memory for u to loose it,
i'm not ur god for u to say it,
i'm not ur devil for u to blame it,
i'm an emulation of wat u created,
i'm just an existence,
i'm just a flaw,
i'm just perfection at it's best,
i'm just the hated,
i'm just the loved,
i'm just the one u put above,
and i'm the one u take below,
i'm the scar on ur face, not ur warm embrace,
i'm not ur pleasure, ur excuse for an orgasim, when in fact ur in torment,
i'm not the world u see, i'm the world u can never be,
i'm not the song u sing,
i'm the anoying ring-ing in ur head,
take a break, breath, ahhh, look at wat u see,
and feel the life between ur knees because it's the last u'll ever feel it,
for death is the curse of birth,
so wat am i i bleed when i cut,
i feel pain when i'm hurt,
i breath air and i eat, like u do, do'nt u?
i'm just a man, i'm just human............ ]]> ~screechious http://screechious.deviantart.com/journal/6242700/ http://screechious.deviantart.com/journal/6242700/ Tue, 16 Aug 2005 11:22:30 PDT ~screechious http://screechious.deviantart.com/journal/6242687/ http://screechious.deviantart.com/journal/6242687/ Tue, 16 Aug 2005 11:21:11 PDT i hate to hear u
i hate to smell u
i wish i could kill u
i hate the way u smile
i hate the way i can't smile
i hate the happiness on ur face
i hate that i ca'nt get rid of the sadness on mine
i hate that u want die
i hate that u would die before i do
i hate ur religeon
but then i have no religeon
i hate the way u fuck
i wish i could fuck u
i hate to remember the good sex
i hate that i can't find or have the good sex
i hate the way i used to feel
i hate that the luv i once had for u is now my hate for u
oh how i wish i could kill u
but hey i do'nt discriminate
i hate evrything that was ever made????
_________________ ]]> ~screechious http://screechious.deviantart.com/journal/5993120/ http://screechious.deviantart.com/journal/5993120/ Thu, 21 Jul 2005 07:51:02 PDT
i got more production work to do for those of u who do'nt know i work in production and entertainment, so when i'm not around am probably on the road, at an event, or the making of a music video
so u'll can mail me but i'm l;eaving to day so i want see them until next week or if i go to a cafe, later keep the good work up and send em

]]> ~screechious http://screechious.deviantart.com/journal/5769987/ http://screechious.deviantart.com/journal/5769987/ Mon, 27 Jun 2005 09:10:18 PDT for the soul that lived once has died, wondering the barren world of of the remains of man, because he see's only the jaws of hell in his dreams, heaven was a forgotten memory, a place where he will never go, because of his selfish, compassion on him self,
for greed is wat made him smile but which is also his curse, an dhe will no longer feel or taste the devine meaning of the word pleasure, but only th etaste of hate and the wine of the saints, an dhe shall roam the earth, with the the scarlet lady as she sit's on the red dragon, and watch as the chaos unfolds before her eye's for she will drink the blood of the left behind, only for her orgasims of death, she feds on the dead souls, for the were the unforunate lost and forgotten in short memories, that will never be re-opened, feed on this for it is not real, where the dead go the living will follow........to be missunderstood is an understatement Evil or Very Mad Evil or Very Mad Twisted Evil Twisted Evil Twisted Evil ]]> ~screechious http://screechious.deviantart.com/journal/5732652/ http://screechious.deviantart.com/journal/5732652/ Thu, 23 Jun 2005 10:21:59 PDT but they were'nt actually frozen, but they refrained from flowing for she had died,
now a knew person she now knew how to smile, for she was once again happy, and the road she once walked was now paved and a sunset waited for her at the end,
was it you i saw coming towards me or was it your ghost, for she was once my love and now my friend, and her memory will be with me in my hiddden place, and if i do fall inlove again i will still remember her, the way i hated her for the pain i felt when it all ended, but i will also remember her for she did love me once and i her when it all ended no one knows, but when it all started is why i will keep her in my secrets for she taught me how to love and yes pain came but there were alot of happy times, but not to say i wont love again or if i do iw will love with all my heart but of all the times i've had with another she was my first love,
and for this i say regret not thyne heart for you still have a beat the death i feel is not pain but a change for a knew life has begun and an old one buried, for i'm sane and i would do it all again. ]]> ~screechious http://screechious.deviantart.com/journal/5732647/ http://screechious.deviantart.com/journal/5732647/ Thu, 23 Jun 2005 10:21:31 PDT but they were'nt actually frozen, but they refrained from flowing for she had died,
now a knew person she now knew how to smile, for she was once again happy, and the road she once walked was now paved and a sunset waited for her at the end,
was it you i saw coming towards me or was it your ghost, for she was once my love and now my friend, and her memory will be with me in my hiddden place, and if i do fall inlove again i will still remember her, the way i hated her for the pain i felt when it all ended, but i will also remember her for she did love me once and i her when it all ended no one knows, but when it all started is why i will keep her in my secrets for she taught me how to love and yes pain came but there were alot of happy times, but not to say i wont love again or if i do iw will love with all my heart but of all the times i've had with another she was my first love,
and for this i say regret not thyne heart for you still have a beat the death i feel is not pain but a change for a knew life has begun and an old one buried, for i'm sane and i would do it all again. ]]> ~screechious http://screechious.deviantart.com/journal/5732637/ http://screechious.deviantart.com/journal/5732637/ Thu, 23 Jun 2005 10:20:20 PDT ~screechious http://screechious.deviantart.com/journal/5695599/ http://screechious.deviantart.com/journal/5695599/ Sun, 19 Jun 2005 14:45:51 PDT
one who does'nt care, is one who should be ?
one who does'nt cry, is one one who does'nt smile?
one who tells the truth, is one who lies?
one who fears death, fears life?
one who cries for god, has a devil?
one can't live a full life, on less he dies?

second in command for N.O.C (new occult congress)

ur's truly ]]> ~screechious http://screechious.deviantart.com/journal/5690592/ http://screechious.deviantart.com/journal/5690592/ Sun, 19 Jun 2005 00:21:55 PDT ~screechious http://screechious.deviantart.com/journal/5635211/ http://screechious.deviantart.com/journal/5635211/ Mon, 13 Jun 2005 09:47:44 PDT ~screechious http://screechious.deviantart.com/journal/5635202/ http://screechious.deviantart.com/journal/5635202/ Mon, 13 Jun 2005 09:46:48 PDT ~screechious http://screechious.deviantart.com/journal/5613610/ http://screechious.deviantart.com/journal/5613610/ Fri, 10 Jun 2005 21:30:45 PDT i don't hate u or wish death up on u even though, i might enjoy it,
and when u cut and u bleed i thirst, and smile at the agony on ur face,
don't hate me return the favor, who knows i might like it,
think of it as tainted luv, that we alone share, ur pain my pleasure,
my pain... u get the picture,
so the next time u c me don't cry smile, for i don't wish death, but luv that i feel for u?
behind those eyes so hollow and blank, born into perfection, found luv and hate follwed, now scarred and bleeding from our retribution. ]]> ~screechious http://screechious.deviantart.com/journal/5613588/ http://screechious.deviantart.com/journal/5613588/ Fri, 10 Jun 2005 21:27:46 PDT frustration of trying to control, or rule people,
but of course people rebel, and so it gets to a point of anoyance,
and if u can't control a society u let them go, so to say that u fought for ur freedom is correct yes, but u never took ur freedom whether u deserve it or not it was given to u, so enjoy iot while it last..........every story has an end??? ]]> ~screechious http://screechious.deviantart.com/journal/5346909/ http://screechious.deviantart.com/journal/5346909/ Fri, 13 May 2005 11:04:23 PDT for here is where i feel safe,
where it's dark, for with out my eyes i can't see,
without lungs i cant breathe, the more i sleep the faster i'll die
for the self pitty works no more, the pain is too much, or maybe i lie,
i cant lay on my back for there's a knife for every day that i've been alive,
but in my black hole i crawl, for i'm scared, seems easy but nothing could be so hard than to realize the dream is no different from reality,
but never mind survivers we r and were many, legeons of a seven nation army an anarchy of maggots and black roses, not words of a brilliant mind but ramblings of a sadistic mind, where earth is hell and chaos lives in the heart of man, and when everything is dead and lost sit in misery only to see the new kingdom being built before his eyes, but torment is the only thing he has left, for his death will be painfull and slow, for he shall not enter the kingdom of pearlly white, instead banished into an empty endless pit wherehe shall kiss the lady in scarlet sitting on the red dragon god have mercy on there souls for there is no redemtion??? ]]> ~screechious