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My poems are dark. Depressing, angry,um... Annoying, I think that's all the words to describe my poetry unless.....never mind. Uh.. I'm 16 ... My pen name is Magdalena Keenan... Ok you're bored, aren't you. BUNNY!!! Uh...my life is empty. Enjoy my freakin poems dude. Also if you're new to this site, the word bunny means f**k. And here's a list of all the bands I support:

TOOL, A Perfect Circle, Strapping Young Lad, Paradise Lost, Morbid Angel, System of a Down, KoRn, Deftones, Grip Inc. Immortal Souls, Dope, Slipknot, Marilyn Manson, Moonspell, Graveworm, Soilwork, Rammstein, Deicide, Hate Eternal, Nile, Six Feet Under, Machine Head, Radiohead, Metallica, Pink Floyd, Soulfly, Rob Zombie, Disturbed, Godsmack, Seether, Shinedown, Dark New Day, Alice In Chains, Black Sabbath, ICP, Nine Inch Nails, Mushroom Head, Type O Negative, OTEP, Othep, Chevelle, Staind, Lacuna Coil, Evanescence, Linkin Park, Killswitch Engage, Darkest Hour, Midnight Syndicate, Crimson Orchid

Bands I can't stand:
Good Charlotte, Obituary, Bowling For Soup, All American Rejects, Britney Spears, Christina Aguilera, Five For Fighting, Eminem, Chingy, (all rap, besides 2Pac and Cypress Hill), Papa Roach, H.I.M., My Chemical Romance, pretty much anyone that has a whiny voice and whiny lyrics and they just....suck.

My favourite lyrics:

AENEMA: BY TOOL

Some say the end is near
Some say we'll see Armageddon soon
I certainly hope we will
I sure could use a vacation from this

Bull[crap] three ring circus sideshow of
Freaks

Here in this hopeless [bunny] hole we call LA
The only way to fix it is to flush it all away
Any [bunny] time. Any [bunny] day
Learn to swim, I'll see you down in Arizona bay

Fret for your figure and
Fret for your latte and
Fret for your hairpiece and
Fret for your lawsuit and
Fret for your prozac and
Fret for your pilot and
Fret for your contract and
Fret for your car

It's a
Bull[crap] three ring circus sideshow of
Freaks

Here in this hopeless [bunny] hole we call LA
The only way to fix it is to flush it all away
Any [bunny] time. Any [bunny] day
Learn to swim, I'll see you down in Arizona bay

Some say a comet will fall from the sky
Followed by meteor showers and tidal waves
Followed by fault lines that cannot sit still
Followed by millions of dumbfounded dipsh**s

Some say the end is near
Some say we'll see Armageddon soon
I certainly hope we will cause
I could use a vacation from this

Silly [crap], stupid [crap]...

One great big festering neon distraction
I've a suggestion to keep you all occupied

Learn to swim

Mom's gonna fix it all soon
Mom's comin' round to put it back the way it ought to be

Learn to swim

[Bunny] L Ron Hubbard and
[Bunny] all his clones
[Bunny] all those gun-toting
Hip gangster wannabes

Learn to swim

[Bunny] retro anything
[Bunny] your tattoos
[Bunny] all you junkies and
[Bunny] your short memory

Learn to swim

[Bunny] smiley glad-hands
With hidden agendas
[Bunny] these dysfunctional
Insecure actresses

Learn to swim

Cause I'm praying for rain
I'm praying for tidal waves
I wanna see the ground give way
I wanna watch it all go down
Mom please flush it all away
I wanna watch it go right in and down
I wanna watch it go right in
Watch you flush it all away

Time to bring it down again
Don't just call me pessimist
Try and read between the lines

I can't imagine why you wouldn't
Welcome any change, my friend

I wanna see it all come down
SUCK IT DOWN
FLUSH IT DOWN




DIE EIER VON SATAN: BY TOOL

GERMAN

Die Eier von Satan

Eine halbe Tasse Staubzucker
Ein Viertel Teelöffel Salz
Eine Messerspitze türkisches Haschisch
Ein halbes Pfund Butter
Ein Teelöffel Vanillenzucker
Ein halbes Pfund Mehl
Einhundertfünfzig Gramm gemahlene Nüsse
Ein wenig extra Staubzucker
... und keine Eier

In eine Schüssel geben
Butter einrühren
Gemahlene Nüsse zugeben und
Den Teig verkneten

Augenballgroße Stücke vom Teig formen
Im Staubzucker wälzen und
Sagt die Zauberwörter
Simsalbimbamba Saladu Saladim

Auf ein gefettetes Backblech legen und
Bei zweihundert Grad für fünfzehn Minuten backen und
KEINE EIER

Bei zweihundert Grad für fünfzehn Minuten backen und
Keine Eier ..

ENGLISH

The Eggs/Balls of Satan

Half a cup of powdered sugar
One quarter teaspoon salt
One knifetip Turkish hash
Half a pound butter
One teaspoon vanilla-sugar
Half a pound flour
150 g ground nuts
A little extra powdered sugar
... and no eggs

Place in a bowl
Add butter
Add the ground nuts and
Knead the dough

Form eyeball-size pieces from the dough
Roll in the powdered sugar
And say the Magic Words:
"Sim sala bim bamba sala do saladim"

Place on a greased baking pan and
Bake at 200 degrees for 15 minutes
...AND NO EGGS

Bake at 200 degrees for 15 minutes
...and no eggs.




EULOGY: BY TOOL
He had alot to say
He had alot of nothing to say
We'll miss him

So lon
We wish you well
You told us how you weren't afraid to die
Well then, so long
Don't cry
Or feel too down
Not all martyrs see divinity
But at least you tried

Standing above the crowd
He had a voice that was strong and loud
We'll miss him
Ranting and pointing his finger
At everything but his heart
We'll miss him

No way to recall
What it was that you had said to me
Like I care at all

So loud
You sure could yell
You took a stand on every little thing
And so loud

Standing above the crowd
He had a voice so strong and loud and I
Swallowed his facade cuz I'm so
Eager to identify with
Someone above the ground
Someone who seemed to feel the same
Someone prepared to lead the way, with
Someone who would die for me

Will you? Will you now?
Would you die for me?
Don't you [bunny] lie

Don't you step out of line
Don't you [bunny] lie

You've claimed all this time that you would die for me
Why then are you so surprised to hear your own eulogy?

You had alot to say
You had alot of nothing to say

Come down
Get off your [bunny] cross
We need the [bunny] space to nail the next fool martyr

To ascend you must die
You must be crucified
For your sins and your lies [sic]
Goodbye...




JUDITH: BY A PERFECT CIRCLE
You're such an inspiration for the ways
That I'll never ever choose to be
Oh so many ways for me to show you
How the savior has abandoned you
[Bunny] your God
Your Lord and your Christ
He did this
Took all you had and
Left you this way
Still you pray, you never stray
Never taste of the fruit
You never thought to question why

It's not like you killed someone
It's not like you drove a hateful spear into his side
Praise the one who left you
Broken down and paralyzed
He did it all for you
He did it all for you

Oh so many many ways for me to show you
How your dogma has abandoned you
Pray to your Christ, to your god
Never taste of the fruit
Never stray, never break
Never---choke on a lie
Even though he's the one who did this to you
You never thought to question why

Not like you killed someone
Not like you drove a spiteful spear into his side
Talk to Jesus Christ
As if he knows the reasons why
He did it all for you
Did it all for you
He did it all for you..





THE BURNING RED: BY MACHINE HEAD
I see the sun begin to rise
And I'm blinded too
I've seen the world through jaded eyes
That I'm crying through
I've watched the darkness hypnotize
And confided

Hold on I'm falling
Can't breathe anymore
An ocean has opened
These scars need to heal over

Caress the needle prick in my eye
The tears fell like rain
I've rode the Phoenix as she glides
And I've gone insane
I've seen the light of suicide
And I'm dying

Hold on I'm falling
Can't breathe anymore
An ocean has opened
These scars need to heal over

Colder and colder
Just hold onto me




MAN THAT YOU FEAR: BY MARILYN MANSON
Ants are in the sugar
Muscles atrophied
We're on the other side, the screen is us and we're t.v.
Spread me open
Sticking to my pointy ribs
Are all your infants in abortion cribs
I was born into this
Everything turns to [crap]
The boy that you loved is the man that you fear
Pray until your number
Asleep from all your pain
Your apple has been rotting
Tomorrow's turned up dead
I have it all and I have no choice but to
I'll make everyone pay and you will see
You can kill yourself now
Because you're dead in my mind
The boy that you loved is the monster you fear
Peel off all those eyes.... crawl into the dark
You've poisoned all your children
To camouflage your scars
Pray unto the splinters, pray unto your fear
Pray your life was just a dream
The cut that never heals
Pray now baby, pray your life was just a dream
(I am so tangled in my sins that I cannot escape)
Pinch the head off, collapse me like a weed
Someone had to go this far
I was born into this
Everything turns to [crap]
The boy that you loved is the man that you fear
Peel off all those eyes and crawl into the dark
You've poisoned all your children to camouflage your scars
Pray unto the splinters, pray unto your fear
Pray your life was just a dream
The cut that never heals
Pray now baby, pray your life was just a dream
The world in my hands, there's no one left to hear you scream
No one left for you




THE FOREST WHISPERS MY NAME: BY CRADLE OF FILTH
Black candles dance to an overture
But I am drawn past their flickering lure
To the breathing forest that surrounds the room
Where the vigilant trees push out of the womb

I sip the blood-red wine
My thoughts weigh heavy with the burden of time
From knowledge drunk from the fountain of life
From Chaos born out of love and the scythe
The forest beckons with her nocturnal call
To pull me close amid the baying of wolves
Where the bindings of christ are down-trodden with scorn
In the dark, odiferous earth

We embrace like two lovers at death
A monument to the trapping of breath
As restriction is bled from the veins of my neck
To drop roses on my marbled breast
I lust for the wind and the flurry of leaves
And the perfume of flesh on the murderous breeze
To learn from the dark and the voices between

This is my will...

The forest whispers my name...again and again

I walk the path
To the land of the Dark Immortals
Where the hungry ones will carry my soul
As the wild hunt careers through the boughs

Come to me, my Pale Enchantress
In the moon of the woods we kiss

Artemis be near me
In the arms of the ancient oak
Where daylight hangs by a lunar noose
And the horned, hidden one is re-invoked

The principle of Evil
Evolution has been recalled
Beneath the spread of a Magickal Aeon
I stand enthralled
...in the whispering forest



DISGUSTIPATED: BY TOOL
And the angel of the lord came unto me, snatching me up from my place of slumber. And took me on high, and higher still until we moved to the spaces betwixt the air itself. And he brought me into a vast farmlands of our own midwest. And as we descended, cries of impending doom rose from the soil. One thousand, nay a million voices full of fear. And terror possesed me then. And I begged, "Angel of the Lord, what are these tortured screams?" And the angel said unto me, "These are the cries of the carrots, the cries of the carrots! You see, Reverend Maynard, tomorrow is harvest day and to them it is the holocaust." And I sprang from my slumber drenched in sweat like the tears of one million terrified brothers and roared, "Hear me now, I have seen the light! They have a consciousness, they have a life, they have a soul! Damn you! Let the rabbits wear glasses! Save our brothers!" Can I get an amen? Can I get a hallelujah? Thank you Jesus.
Life feeds on life feeds on life feeds on life feeds on........

This is necessary.

It was daylight when you woke up in your ditch. You looked up at your sky then. That made blue be your color. You had your knife there with you too. When you stood up there was goo all over your clothes. Your hands were sticky. You wiped them on your grass, so now your color was green. Oh Lord, why did everything always have to keep changing like this. You were already getting nervous again. Your head hurt and it rang when you stood up. Your head was almost empty. It always hurt you when you woke up like this. You crawled up out of your ditch onto your gravel road and began to walk, waiting for the rest of your mind to come back to you. You can see the car parked far down the road and you walked toward it. "If God is our Father," you thought, "then Satan must be our cousin." Why didn't anyone else understand these important things? You got to your car and tried all the doors. They were locked. It was a red car and it was new. There was an expensive leather camera case laying on the seat. Out across your field, you could see two tiny people walking by your woods. You began to walk towards them. Now red was your color and, of course, those little people out there were yours too.




WELL I DO HOPE YOU ENJOYED THESE LYRICS OF SUCH BUNNY GENIUSES... NOW YOU MUST SCROLL DOWN AND ENJOY MY POEMS WHICH SUCK COMPARED TO STUFF YOU JUST READ. P.S. Some of you have read my poems with my username SapphireRaven, but it is now changed to DarkRaggedFaery