Damnation and Demonisis
Poetry by Lucian Adonis
Blood dripped slowly from my finger tips.
Hair matching the deepening darkness around us, tangled and wet hung disgustingly about our face. Memories flashed through my mind and I smiled swaying madly from side to side. Flashes of past lives and present sins.
That little girl...
"She was smiling when we saw her, she had lost a tooth that morning. She smiled widely and waved energetically when she saw us.
We smiled back, but our eyes were distant...", I spoke...breathlessly. As if I had run a mile. no...I ran much more than that...
I said,
"We remember how she laughed, when we scooped her into our arms and walked away. So young, so beautiful, so oblivious..."
I smiled, small specks of food were scattered between my teeth. I wheezed a laugh and continued to speak to noone in particular.
"She sat on the bed, she watched us and told us about her school. How nice her teacher was. We smiled and had glanced at the closet, the girl was right..."
My grin widened,
"...she was nice"
A squishing noise and ominous crunching and cracking followed as I had a fit of giggles at the thought of such memories.
I was crouching over a large bag, my fingers had broken the lining and seeped into the bags contents. A liquid substance flowed forth from the holes like water from a overfilled wine glass.
"we remember opening the dresser drawer, and saw our doll."
I nearly collapsed from hysterical laughter as I remembered, the doll was dressed like Alice I could picture her in my mind. I always imagined her being touched and torn and laughing as the Mad Matter had his way with her.
"We started singing, following the white rabbit, wasn't the smartest thing, for as she continued she fell, Alice your not in wonderland, Alice your in hell..."
I couldn't wait any longer, I had my time to remember, to picture in my mind what i wanted to do now...
I ripped the bag open further.
Blood dripped from my finger tips.
large round holes held form to where my fingers had pierced into the little girls corpse. Her flesh was shredded from when i had shook and shuddered, laughing and remembering.
I moaned at the pleasure I felt, blissful imaginary reenactment.
Over and over and over and over and over. I pictured it all in my mind.
Again and again as I turned from the dresser, I dropped the Alice...
I touched my fingers gently to her cheeks, and caressed her face slowly. Then I spoke again,
"Do you believe in god? We know you do, you told us all about him...but do you trust god? will he hear you scream?"
A voice like an angel I whispered in her ear,
"god....fears.....me...."
"We closed our eyes as our tongue could taste her, our teeth ripping her flesh from her bones as she shrieked.We laughed and screamed with her, louder and louder noone could hear either of us, we were all alone, god was dead her blood spilled onto us, its warmth fueling our desire to taste her very soul, to eat her heart and to seek into her soul the essence of what a human being is, a creature filled with hate and anger and terrible sins!
She screamed again and again and again, her lungs striped themselves and her mouth soon spilled blood from it as she lived through all my pleasure.
Our fingers were closed so tightly around her waist they broke the skin and cracked rips.We bit harder and harder everytime they did, laughing maniacally and screaming with glee. We pressed our hand to her breast and broke her chest open with our hands and ripped her heart forward, we pulled away, her blood dripping down our front. We gorged upon her heart as her mutilated corpse silently sat, trapped in the moment of death, looks of horror and agony upon her face."
My eyes were dilated from the ecstasy of her pain.
Looking down into her horror stricken eyes. I stood up and walked to the dresser. Inside I searched for the doll, it was gone...
"Looking for his...", I stopped, turning around, the little girl stood hugging the doll. She smiled her toothy smile as blood seeped out the corner of her mouth.
She started to walk towards me, her eyes white and distant, she spoke to me,
"Its my turn now..."
Damnation and Demonisis
Murderer and true monster,
Mortal and Madman...
Sentence...the demon
I want to kill thee
The demon inside me
Sentence thee to hell
And no longer dwell
Tears fall like rain
I can no longer sustain
It haunts me
The being to be
Open the hole
And fall into a toll
My insides worn
My heart is torn
Get out of me,
And stop lying to thee
Pain comes like tears, from rain
My blood is running dry
I can no longer cry
Tired of having this demon ruin my life
I can take this knife
And finally end his…LIFE!!
Artwork by. Alex Urrutia
Satanic Sayings
"The more I study religions the more I am convinced that man never worshipped anything but himself"
"Better to reign in Hell, than serve in Heaven"
"Does the dreadful form of personified evil only prompt you to smile?"
"There is something ticklish in "the truth" and in the search for the truth; and if a man goes about it too humanely, I wager he find nothing!"
"Only two things are infinite, the universe and human stupidity, and I'm not sure about the former"
Artwork by. Alex Urrutia
The Satanic Prayer
the cold moon shines through the stained glass window.
i search for the blood that was splattered across the spiders.
Come unto me.
Breathe your hellfire into my lifeless shell.
Rise up to me.
I summon you up from deep slumber in hell.
the last battle,
for the face of the earth.
good shall not win.
for evil will show it's true face.
it rises farther up.
let out the demons from within your soul.
let the time come to an end.
we shall destroy the entire human race.
without a soul.....where will you go?
without a life....as my slave i won't let you go!
Come unto me.
Breathe your hellfire into my lifeless shell.
Rise up to me.
I summon you up from your deep slumber in hell.
