God Damned Angel Whore

17.02.2006., petak

The Ultimate Death Worship

ljudi ,molim vas,jeste vi vidli onaj post na ovom blogu,radi se o nekoj budali koja je pisala i pljuvala po metalcima,a sam kako kaze slusa techno koji nema blage veze s metalom,daj molimte,kak se uopce moron usudi brijat o onom o cemu nema pojma ?!
evo,da se malo nasmijete ljudskom primitivizmu i gluposti citirat cu djelove posta -- ''tko su zapravo metalci'' (sam sebe upita) onda nastavlja sa svojim zatupljenim i maloumnim odgovorom- ''u vecini slucajeva ljudi kojima je konfuzija u mozgu,kojima proces socijalizacije (?!) nije bas najbolji iso (??) ,koji pate od depresije (wtf) i nekolicina mrzi sminkere ''(pitam se zasto) .. potom opisuje izgled (citiram) "u vecini slucajeva nose marte,crne najobicnije rebe,muski pustaju bradu i vecinea ima crnu ili crvenu kosu s koje se moze skinuti pokoje kilo masti ''(ironicno) ''osjetit cete ih na stotinjak metara jer ugodno mirisu ''
dalje sljedi takoder maloumna,primitivna te tipicna moronska izjava svrstavanja metalaca u 4 skupine (pazite ovo)

1. ''osobe koje su tek pocele slusati tu vrstu glazbe,nema nikakvih naznaka da su metalci,normalno se oblace,slusaju najmeksi metal u vecini slucajeva su depresivni''
2. ''osobe koje vec neko vrjeme slusaju tu vrstu glazbe,pocinju nositi marte,majce grupa i slusaju malo zesci metal.po zidovima razredima,autobusima pisu imena grupa''
3. osobe pocinju slusati najzesce oblike metala,izgled im je kranje cudan i ako se mene pita,smjesan'' (daj pogledaj sebe konju)
4. ''najvisi stupanj'' (ok,ti nisi dobro) ''metal udario u glavu-osobe su izgubljene,padaju u ocaj,pitaju se zasto zivimo,u vecini slucajeva osporavaju postojanje crkve,mrze boga i katolicku crkvu iz samo njima poznatih razloga...stuju sotonu..'' itd...

moj zakljucak : prvo,jebemu mater kad se mjesa u ono u sto se ne razumije jer svako pametan ce uociti velike pogreske i neistine. sad,vjerojatno on misli da je faca,ou jea,imao je muda popljuvat metalce... ali samo je pitanje koliko ce covjekova zatupljenost i primitivizam zatvarati vrata spoznaja.

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moj post je posvecen metalcima i onima koji se tako osjecaju (najslada bica na svjetu...) te je odgovor njegovom postu kao sto su mu i mnogi drugi odgovarali svakakvim komentarima. nek on,i bilo tko s takvim glupim misljenjem ovo shvati kao prijenju,osvetu..kako god zeli. a i zasto se mjesat u stvari koje ne razume? fakat spaljeno... ja nikad nisam progovorila rjec protiv techna i ostalog dok meni i ostalima neko nije srao.

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ROCK ON MOTHERFUCKERS !!!!


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15.02.2006., srijeda

ISA

ujutro smo bili na nekoj izlozbi slika.
valentinovo..mrziiiiiiiiiiiiiim. ovako,imali mi ovaj znate na porti imate neku kutiju i sad ubacujete papiric ,na kojem napises nest tipa,volim te i iza za kog je i koji je to raz,i onda sad nakon odmora ti dode ovaj lik sa porte i djeli po razredu te papirice,npr,ja sam dobila 3 ,prvi je bio od neke frendice iz osmog raz ko sretno valentinovo,drugi je glasio nest,sad se ne sjecam al ko od onog pavla durrigla (nordland.blog.hr bratic mu je) i treci nest nasvrljano ''i love u'' a potpis xxx ...
a ja sam isto slala ljudima al iz zajebancije,naravno nisam se potpisivala i ugl su bile uvrede. bwahaha. anyways,posle skole ko ak neko oce,osmasi su neki ples u tzk dvorani organizirali.i sad ja i frendica smo se dogovorile da cemo ''ic'' i rec doma ko da je obavezno al naravno necemo tam plesat sa ovim pedercinama u ritmu fifti senta,vec cemo se setat malo po parku i tak pa do 9 da smo doma. i tak je i bilo,isli smo tam po tuskancu i fora je bilo,nest smo pricale,ok necu u detalje,ugl nis zanimljivo. sad sam dosla doma. bole me noge cjeli dan sam vani. heh.

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13.02.2006., ponedjeljak

Hate Crew

So...unfortunately it is true that Alexander is no longer part of the Hatecrew, and we just wanted to make the point clear that there is absolutely no bad blood between us, what so ever. We really try not to make a big deal out of this, and since it`s not our place to talk about Alexander`s personal affairs, we have to be brief about this. Alexander realized he couldn`t take this constant touring life anymore and felt that he was holding us back by not enjoy doing this anymore and that it was better for him to bail out than not giving the whole 100% and making himself unhappy. His exact words to me were ”It`s not fair to me, to you, or to our fans to pull an act in front of you all and just do it for money” We understand that some of you might feel that it`s not COB without him, and it is true that he was a huge part of us just like every other member, but we hope that YOU understand that this has not been easy for us, but, god damn, we will carry on with a new guy(which we`ll let you know about later),cuz after all, the fact is: CHILREN OF BODOM AIN`T READY TO FUCKING DIE YET!

-Alexi Laiho
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08.02.2006., srijeda

Wait n' Bleed

nda..bila sam upravo s tarom i njezinim drustvom na ribnjaku (ima zgodnog decka),nest smo pricali,skuzili smo da oboje poznamo kizu kad je proso i to...ugl...smrdim po ..hm..pljugama i nekakvom parfemu. neznam kaj jos da pisem...a da,htjela sam u zvuk no mojoj frendici je tam ko zagusljivo pa smo ostali na ribnjaku...ugl..idemo sutra u tehnicki muzej,moramo 35kn dat.. pa ono,nemam vise para neznam od kud cu platit a stara mi nece dat..hm..baka ! haha..maybe.

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(na kog vas podsjeca?) meneeee
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01.02.2006., srijeda

rollin'

svako je morao dat 7kn. isli smo u prirodoslovni muzej. s profom iz biologije. nda..pa tak,dogovorim se s frendicom da dode do mene u pol 10(trebali smo se nac u 10 pred muzejem) i izademo mi van iz moje kuce(koja je 15-20min udaljena od muzeja) a jebote,vani ispred kuce ih je bilo(ovih iz raz) jos 4-5. ono..gledam ja..pogotovo me cudilo za antea kaj on radi tu,pa ono..nismo se nis dogovorili da dodu kod mene pa da idemo zajedno..no bili su u prolazu pa su pozvonili da idemo zajedno.. whatever. dodemo mi ispred muzeja,cekali smo profu nekih 10min i onda svi smo se skupili kad ono,haha,nema ogija !! a jebote,lik je skupljo lovu od nas..i nemozemo sad uc jer nemamo lovu za platit karte.
i proslo 20min,ovog nema,naravno ne javlja se na mob... i za 20min,dode ovaj,i naravno profa mu je odrzala predavanje... kak je glup,zaboravil je lovu pa se sjetio na pola puta i otiso natrag doma. whatever,udemo mi u muzej.... i sad,puzevi,morski,kopneni...trakavice...ovo ono...joj fuj,meni se to ful gadi.. ugl...promatramo mi trakavice,a profa stoji iza mene non stop,i veli ova ko ''vidite djeco kako su ljepe ove trakavice...bas mi se svida ova...mmm...bas je ljepa....'' ja ono gledam.. what?! fuuuj... whatever,idemo mi dalje i tak,necu sad nabrajat..i tam nekakva soba s mineralima(bili smo tam 100 put) i ja,andrea i sale smo se nest zajebavale cjelo vrjeme..ma fakat smo bolesne,trebamo na ljecenje. ugl..dode andrea (fala puno) i zadere se,tj izletilo joj je ''ana se prashi svaki dan !!!!!!!!'" jebemu mater,profa se se okrenula...aaaaaaaaaaaa kak me pogledala... koja bruka,ne. a nek si misli,tak i onak imam 3 iz bio,sto znaci da me mrzi anyways.. zapravo...nek si baba misli.....bwahahaha... i posle ovog smo izasli van,ono bilo je oko 12:15 a skola nam je pocela u 2.. ja i drustvance smo otisli u md.. neznam zakaj tam jedem,uvjek me navucu ovi moroni s kojima se druzim.. a ja sam vegic ono...gadi mi se malo. al fishburger i to je to.posle smo otisli u tramvaj,mak,ja i antun.. haha,pocnu oni pjevat nest jebeno perverzno..( i onda meni kazu da sam ja.....) i nakraju smo dosli do skole nekak... thanks god da nismo imali biologiju danas.that would kill us...
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24.01.2006., utorak

Wild child

jucer
-13 ?! ja sam isla pjeske do skole jucer a koji zajeb,skola jutro. ono
sledila sam se doslovno,no 13 ispod nule i faking hladan vjetar mi je
kosu u facu odpuhivao (yeah,blow me..) tak da nisam nis vidla me naveo
da ipak stavim onu debilnu kapu (na pruge) na glavu. nda,jedinstven
dozivljaj dok sam se dovukla do pakla (gdje fala bogu/sotoni griju)
trebalo mi je 15-20 min. uzas i katastrofa. da bi prvi sat imali matisu,baca
me u ocaj cinjenica da 60% neznam o cem se radi. i posle tehnicki ,ja
sam bila redar (jos od proslog tjedna...) i ovaj zenska meni veli da se
prosetam po razredu i vidim ko nema slape,ja fala bogu sam imala starke
u ormaricu. i naravno,cinkala sam stefa i ekipu,(ma jebe mi se neg dobe
minusa kolko oce)
al matiju sam izostavila ipak je on riba,ma salim se ok je lik pa
tak.. u ovom jednom redu sam leo je imo slape ja sam rekla prvo da ima onda
me opet zenska senilna pitala da ponovo zapise pa sam rekla cjeli red
ukljucujuci lea i onda se baba zderala na mene ko zas sam rekla sve
ukljucujuci i lea kad on ima slape. a isuse...
pa smo imali zemljopis,ono naravno,pitala je prvo tea,pa mene ,pa stefa
,svi smo dobili trojke od reda,jebemu nisam bila na proslom satu,niko
mi nije reko da ce pitat a ..ja ne ucim zemljopis,ah cini se da cu se
trebat primiti knjige. al ipak ne gubim nade da cu imat 5 iz zm na kraju
jer isto na fizici sam jednom 2 dobila pa sad imam 5 zakljuceno. :)
ja bi htjela u 8. gimnaziju na sta se moja stara pocne smijat... a jebi
ga sad sam prosla s 4.0,mogu se ubit polako. ma salim se ic cu u neku
jadnu (tak moja stara kazej) tipa medicinska il graficka i to je to..
=)) glavno da je ekipa dobra,jebe mi se ocu studirat fiziku il stampat
novine. nda,jako ljepo od mene.
danas i je bilo zakonito,sve vise mi se svida ici u pak..skolu..
kidding. dodem ja dakle u skolu prvi sat ni manje ni vise nego matisa,vise ne
mrzim taj predmet toliko od kad mi je povisila ocjenu na 3,znaci ipak
imam sanse za 4 na kraju. da ne duljim,prvi sat smo radili u microsoft
excelu arihmeticku sredinu prosjeka skole,a onda hrvatski,dugotrajno
predavanje o opsjednutosti patologijom. mislim,decki iz naseg razreda
imaju morbidne misli (gore od tare haha),i kao mi previse igramo te igrice
tipa teken 4 (ono mogli smo dobit zabranu da igramo spyro !!metal gear
solid rocks anyways) i gledamo nasilne filmove pa mi se ko neznamo
borit s time a zapravo nas je strah. zapravo,to je vise bilo namjenjeno
deckima jer ja osobno gledam happy tree friends bez beda i prepricavam
nekad s frendicom al ono,nisam vam ja opsjednuta patologijom ( a to vam je
ono kad su vam na mislima one slike tipa neki lik s utrobom koja je
ispala van,nekog lupis po glavi a ovom se mozak prosu po podu i tak.).. i
igramo neku mi sad igru ono s veznicima pa sad idemo po redu,prvo ovaj
iz prve klupe kaze ''usli smo u razred'' onda ovaj do njega nastavi
''usli smo u razred i vidjeli novi televizor''... i tak dok smo dosli do
kraja razreda recenica je ispala ovako nekako ''usli smo u razred i
vidjeli novi televizor a on je bio bjele boje. profesorica je usla iza nas
a leon bauer se rastepo po podu i otpala mu je noga dok je krvario po
podu. onda je profesorica rekla da ucimo novo gradivo ali netko je
pozvao hitnu. knjige su nam bile sve zdrapane pa smo uzeli selotejp da ih
zakeljimo u svoje prirodno stanje i staniste a u ucionici smo se skoro
pogusili ali nasrecu je dosla hitna'' i onda je profa bila na kraju i
dodala je samo vec umorna od kolutanja ocima ''...i odvela leona bauera u
bolnicu.''
eh tako vam je to bilo,dalje mi se neda prepricavati samo cu napomenuti
da su damir i antun ostali zakljucani u razredu a vi sad pogodite
zasto. (niski su pa ih profa nije vidjela,ne fakat)


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17.01.2006., utorak

Join me in death

pocela je skola. moram priznat da nije lose pocelo 2. polugodiste. al nisam mislila da ce tako biti zbog frenda koji se hoce ubiti. jos nije,mislim uvjek sam u strahu da je vec negdje mrtav. al kad bolje promislim,kad on stvarno zeli umrjeti,nek mu bude,nemogu ja protiv njegove volje,opet s druge strane,mozda je on pod pritiskom i nemoze realno razmisljati a ja,njegova frendica,kao takva, valjda bih ga trebala odvuci od toga onda. il ipak nek napravi sto zeli?neznam,zbunjuje me to,nisam dovoljno pametna. ne dospjevam puno pisati iz osobnih razloga. ko zna kad cu napisati sljedeci post,hoce li ga uopce biti...
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08.01.2006., nedjelja

dosla sam u zagreb natrag.. nije ni rijeka losa. bas je zakon grad al nije tak velika i to. a pula je onak vise neka selendra (bez uvrede) mislim nista lose.. i medulin,mali gradic,mjesto pokraj pule kolko se sjecam.. uglavnom nebi ni tam rado zivjela.
i tak,bila sam u sobi sa frendicom,super smo se zajebavale.. ono kad bi nam bilo dosadno ja sam joj djelila brojeve od nekih deckiju (koji 80% prevladavaju u mojem imeniku) il smo ih zajebavali npr. zovemo sa skrivenog i pitamo kao" jel tebe traze skinsi?!" il "poceli su ti simpsoni !! "
dobro,sad sam se odala ak je iko ko cita ovaj blog primio takav poziv ja se ispricavam uz napomenu da je bilo dosadno.
..znate ono,upasti u lose drustvo. to mi je jednom frendica rekla. pa zasto? zato kaj mi frend sere da ce se ubit svaki put kad ga cura
ostavi? il se neke osobe koje volim ponekad opijaju il ..glupo mi je ovo rec al decko mi je bio ovisan o anti depresivima..
ali ja ih ipak volim i ne smatram ih losim drustvom..i bilo bi uzasno da nas cinjenica "loseg drustva" rastavi. mozda ja nisam normalna al jednostavno da ih mrzim nebi se druzila s njima.. a takve osobe te najbolje mogu razumjeti.
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31.12.2005., subota

Twist of faith

ovo je zadnji dan 2005. na ovom blogu. ujedno 2005. god je godina u kojoj sam pocela pisat blog. bila je cudna godina..barem za mene.

2005

-imam mengu vec 3. godinu
-nasla sam si decka
-promjenila sam boju kose

inace necu pisat 5 dana jer necu bit u zagrebu pa tak. zelim vam svima(uglavnom) sretnu novu godinu,uspjeha u skoli u novom polugodistu i alkohola =))

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29.12.2005., četvrtak

Everything I've known

od kud da pocnem.. aha,dobro,imala sam dva koncerta izvan zg i hr al ko ga jebe. uglavnom imam nekih problema. ne,ne trazim ja sad tu neke savjete prek bloga..samo neznam sta da pisem. inace pisem sta mi se dogada i to... uglavnom (jedino sale zna za ovo),ima jedan decko. ne zivi u zg al je u hr (necu navodit ime grada) pa dobro,sam cu rec kaj bi vi napravili da vam dode neki lik s kojim ste si prilicno dobri i ovaj te jednom pita za hodanje (donekle imam decka) i ti ga odjebes(pa ono..imam decka) i ovaj pocne plakat i kaze da ovo nemre trpit (bla...) i da mu svaka da odjeb i to...i sad molim te ljepo,decko se oce ubit. kaze on meni ko "nisi ti,sad shvacam sta sam ja zapravo...'" i te spike.. ja ono da da,mos mislit kak ce se ubit,al ono,dode ja njemu :)) ko os hodat samnom.. a kaj cu mu ja.. a ovaj meni dode ko da nece ipak..nece mi se on nadmetat (da bar) i tak.. i nis dode sutra on,ziv,zdrav.. ono fala bogu.. i kaze on mene ko jesam zadovoljna a ja ono daaaa jebemti dobro da se nisi ubio.. i tak onda smo opet pricali i(mora on..) opet on pocne tu spiku o vezi i tak.. joj kak me zivcira.. i dobro veli on opet kak to da ga ni jedna cura nece (a nije tak ruzan..) i ode se on ko ubit (ma ziher) ja ono u sebi crkni..jebote i pusti me na miru.. da,da bilo je jako neprimjereno od mene.. i dodem ja njemu ono get a life..nadi si curu,dobro je izjebi i nemoj mi se zalit do penzije!!! i onda boris pocne govorit kak mu je fakat zao,ono soooori i to.. (jeeeeeeeeeeebi seeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee) i odem ja jest.. jednostavno nisam vise imala volje raspravljat.. se ubil? ziher (ironicno).
inace necu bit u zagrebu skoro cjele praznike.. jos 3 dana u zagrebu.. moram danas ic podic note,nazvat jednu frendicu i to..
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Twisted/Transistor

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Eyes in silence
Eyes in the dark
A life in patience
To survive and surrender
Whatever I feel
Whatever I see is just
A sign of hope
A reflection of my memories
Words covered with dust
In a book to my left
An urge to read
No permission
Helpless eyes
Voices fading
I regret
I regret
I tilt my head
I close my eyes
Voice - louder
Temptation rising
I shiver
I'm a stranger in my own skin
I'll survive
But for how long?
And silence still remains

Whatever my belief and identity will offer
I can never purify my thoughts

And still
I linger in temptation
Still not daring to reach out
The book
My dreams
Written out in words that I can't read
My fingers write
What my mind is not capable to think of
And silence still remains
I'm a stranger in my own skin
But I'll survive
My fingers write
What my mind is not capable to think of
But I'll survive

But for how long...?

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About me

name: ana
destription: long black straight hair,167cm,54kg,i worship music,singing,hating school....

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fav music: AC/DC,Aerosmith,Atrocity,
Audioslave,Black Sabbath,Burzum,Cradle Of Filth,
Children Of BodomCarcass,Epica,
Enslaved,Finntroll,Fear Factory,Godsmack,
Guns n' Roses,
Iron Maiden,Incubus,In Flames,HIM,Katatonia,
KoRn,Lacuna Coil,Limbonic Art,Misfits,
My Dying Bride,Pantera,Poison The Well,
Disturbed,Seether,Sex Pistols,Slayer,
Slipknot,Soulfly,The Sins of Thy Beloved,
Within Temptation...

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makes me sick: Ruzni Oliver

Falling

I stand, looking at my hands
I talk with these lines
That's not the answer
I cry and now I know
looking the sky
I search an answer
So free, free to be
I'm not another liar
I just want to be myself... myself

And now the beat inside me
is a sort of a cold breeze and I've
never any feeling inside
around me...
bring my body
carry it into another world
I know I live... but like a stone I'm falling down

Damned, looking into the sky
I can feel this rain
right now it's falling on me
fly, I just want to fly
life is all mine
some days I cry alone,
but I know I'm not the only one
I see that another day is gone
I don't wanna die...
Please be here when I arrive, don't die... please

By: Lacuna Coil

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Staring across the void, seeing eye to eye in folded space
I see you with the colours and frenzy of the sacred rooms
We've met in those dreams, ice blue water ran towards the green sky
The gods spoke to us, in their infancy
Suns waiting for us to smitten them with the flames of our disease
And we did so, laughing, giving birth to sunrises in our wake

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I'll dream in the deserts
And comfort the thirst for seeing
The violet dawn in the distance
Beckons me to steal its light

I'll wait for you here

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Shocking white pulsar radiant dreams drawn in night sky
Ice-glazed branches undead by rays from an impossible sun
Crystallized pathways towards runic chambers concealed within the microcosmos
Revert away from the predicament, flee across the abyss


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O'Darkness my master and mentor.
Witness the blood I shed.
Victorious dreamlike death I enter.
Floating the streams so red.

Destruction is the jewel of the black heart.
To treat life as nothing holy.
Hatred is the diamond in blasphemous art.
As death you kiss infernally.

Stare into the face of the creation of pain.
Electric storming through the brain.
Blackout, drift away and you'll see.
Night's divine anarchy.

In death's eternal spell you'll be.
Awake in lucid intervals from insanity.

Bury the life deep down in the darkness.
Extinction of lifeforce is a worship of death.
Suicide is true cultivation of evil.
As the phantom of the soul is obsessed.

Ultimate Death Worship

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Wandering on Horizon Road
Following the trail of tears


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Tonovi akorda na gitari
x dur:1,3,5
x mol:1,-3,5
x dur7*(tonovi dura+cista septima):1,3,5,7
x maj7(tonovi dura+umanjena septima):1,-3,5,-7
x mol(tonovi mola+umanjena septima):1,-3,5,-7
x dur7/9(tonovi dura+umanjena septima):1,3,5,-7,9
x mol7/6:1,-3,-7,9
x sus:1,3,4
x dur+5:1,3,+5
x mol-5:1,3,-5

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"The Moon, she hangs like a cruel portrait
soft winds whisper the bidding of trees
as this tragedy starts with a shattered glass heart
and the Midnightmare trampling of dreams
But no, no tears please
Fear and pain may accompany Death
But it is desire that shepherds it's certainty
as We shall see..."

She was divinity's creature
That kissed in cold mirrors
A Queen of Snow
Far beyond compare
Lips attuned to symmetry
Sought Her everywhere
Dark liqoured eyes
An Arabian nightmare...

She shone on watercolours
Of my pondlife as pearl
Until those who couldn't have Her
Cut Her free of this World

That fateful Eve when...
The trees stank of sunset and camphor
Their lanterns chased phantoms and threw
An inquisitive glance, like the shadows they cast
On my love picking rue by the light of the moon

Putting reason to flight
Or to death as their way
They crept through woods mesmerized
By the taffeta Ley
Of Her hips that held sway
Over all they surveyed
Save a mist on the rise
(A deadly blessing to hide)
Her ghost in the fog

They raped left...
(Five men of God)
...Her ghost in the fog

Dawn discovered Her there
Beneath the Cedar's stare
Silk dress torn, Her raven hair
Flown to gown Her beauty bared
Was starred with frost, I knew Her lost
I wept 'til tears crept back to prayer

She'd sworn Me vows in fragrant blood
"Never to part
Lest jealous Heaven stole our hearts"

Then this I screamed:
"Come back to Me for
I was born in love with thee
So why should fate stand inbetween?"

And as I drowned Her gentle curves
With dreams unsaid and final words
I espied a gleam trodden to earth
The Church bell tower key...

The village mourned her by the by
For She'd been a witch
their Men had longed to try
And I broke under Christ seeking guilty signs
My tortured soul on ice

A Queen of snow
Far beyond compare
Lips attuned to symmetry
Sought Her everywhere
Trappistine eyes
An Arabian nightmare...

She was Ersulie possessed
Of a milky white skin
My porcelain Yin
A graceful Angel of Sin

And so for Her...
The breeze stank of sunset and camphor
My lantern chased Her phantom and blew
Their Chapel ablaze and all locked in to a pain
Best reserved for judgement that their bible construed...

Putting reason to flight
Or to flame unashamed
I swept form cries
Mesmerized
By the taffeta Ley
Or Her hips that held sway
Over all those at bay
Save a mist on the rise
A final blessing to hide
Her ghost in the fog

And I embraced
Where lovers rot...
Her ghost in the fog

Her ghost in the fog


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