Beneath the iceberg it writhed
Born from the mud of former epoch.
Amniotic.
The empyreal being,
this Brutal goddess erased.
The perpetual existence
With Her fingertips, the vile wrath brought forth.
Leaning on the gaunt ribs,
Their Dismal faith obliterated.
For their morals
Each became a martyr.
Flesh; skinned.
Organs; entrails.
Bones; compressed.
Her ambiguous existence,
On the numerous corpses
She descended upon,
the Goddess of sadistic desires.
A banquet in the Darkness
A banquet for the Gods.
Anachronistic virtue,
The pride in the past,
Soulless bodies as heros
One another and graceful spirits,
Tortured by disgrace and wasted
Into the nightmare.
Obsessed by an unholy sickness,
the cries of these Christains echoed.
Satan stargazing from Pandemonium
the whole creation is blasphemed and disgraced.
His laugh.
”Offer the fresh muscle, the organs, the blood!
Infer upon them the wrath of my beautiful Goddess!
This Goddess of thine Desire!
Yes, my Love! Play this requiem…
The drumming of their bones separating,
The Sitar of their flesh crawling!
Forever the beautiful chorus of their screams rising!
O, this symphony!
Yes, my Love! This requiem is beautiful
And my orchestra is yours.
Play with these inferiorities!
Let them dance, Let them writhe!
And you, my Child, my Love…
For you, this Earth…
A crib of ecstacy.”
Born from the mud of former epoch.
Amniotic.
The empyreal being,
this Brutal goddess erased.
The perpetual existence
With Her fingertips, the vile wrath brought forth.
Leaning on the gaunt ribs,
Their Dismal faith obliterated.
For their morals
Each became a martyr.
Flesh; skinned.
Organs; entrails.
Bones; compressed.
Her ambiguous existence,
On the numerous corpses
She descended upon,
the Goddess of sadistic desires.
A banquet in the Darkness
A banquet for the Gods.
Anachronistic virtue,
The pride in the past,
Soulless bodies as heros
One another and graceful spirits,
Tortured by disgrace and wasted
Into the nightmare.
Obsessed by an unholy sickness,
the cries of these Christains echoed.
Satan stargazing from Pandemonium
the whole creation is blasphemed and disgraced.
His laugh.
”Offer the fresh muscle, the organs, the blood!
Infer upon them the wrath of my beautiful Goddess!
This Goddess of thine Desire!
Yes, my Love! Play this requiem…
The drumming of their bones separating,
The Sitar of their flesh crawling!
Forever the beautiful chorus of their screams rising!
O, this symphony!
Yes, my Love! This requiem is beautiful
And my orchestra is yours.
Play with these inferiorities!
Let them dance, Let them writhe!
And you, my Child, my Love…
For you, this Earth…
A crib of ecstacy.”
Author notes
Uhm..................... probably the worst poem I've written. Enjoy.
Written August 18th, 2006
A contest entry
- God & religion by Defective Soul.
400 points, ended December 30, 2006, 17 entries
Bronze trophy winner
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What did you think
Comments
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this reminds me of something i wrote a little while back. nice write
HAIL SATAN! mwahahaha
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I'm agnostic, but religion always plays into my poetry. Gotta love SZATAN. Good man, good man.
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i'm actually a satanist and don't believe that any deities of the sort exist, live for my carnal desires, and wish i could live forever... but yeah.. i love it when satan is exemplified in writings
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Even with the heavy satanism implied in my beloved black metal, I was never converted. But I'm 100% positive if there is a Hell, I should start now preparing to be tortured eternally.
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I love your author note denoting worst poem, the fact you added - enjoy.
made me giggle.
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this was cool. i liked this, it was pretty cool. i liked the way you talked about the flesh and bones. i personally am a satanist myself, so i liked it
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i really liked it ... great write
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I really like this poem. It's the first one like it in the contest.. so that helps. But it's really great!! It's really intense and I love the word choice. And how dark it is!! o0o0 It's just really good!! Lol. Keep it up and tc.
~*!ox_Kat_xo!*~

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Thank you very much. It's unfortunate it isn't your style, so I hope to try and correct that with future poetry.
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you certainly didn't pull the punches with words here. Not really my style, but in any case, good luck with the contest!
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Quite the oxymoron, "beautifully grotesque" but obviously understood. See, THIS one's about Lucifer now.
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quite the wicked vivid image you paint here.
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Thank you for your comment. I assure you, it's not that difficult to understand. ^_^
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amazing
Compelling with a vast amount of ideas yet at the same time it was enticing and to the point.. im not quite sure what it all means but I loved it! -
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Thank you for entering my contest. Though this was a bit over-exaggerated and hard to read, it does have a very eerie, yet erotic feel to it. The imagery was great as well. Very sadistic. Good luck in the contest. -
Thank you. It was somewhat my intent to have a creepy "sending shivers downyour spine" attitude. To tell you the truth, I'm not sure even I understand it. Originally, it was to parody the Devil as being God. Dunno why I refered to "God" as the "Goddess" but... anyway, thanks for the comment and support.
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This is really dark and sends shivers down my spine. You used some really fantastic words in this. I think I understood it...then I think I didn't...so I am not sure right now. Sounds pretty 'hellish' to me. Good luck in the contest
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intense, great vocabulary
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