third round Varentao vs sand
 

varentao:

Blistering pain of thousand lucid souls
Torn and ravaged by these concrete lands
Babylon’s composition spawned from order
I sit upon its rough curb on oblivion’s edge

Soothed by floating notes of arcane dusk tunes

Obsessed with deep lying anal sex
Absorbing screams of pain filled joy
Fixated on her dirty sweet nipples that erect
Each beat played into nether region’s caves

Echoing darkness with laughs of torment...

Soaked in sweat of thick blood amid tears
A bitter hateful voice yells “parasitical pig!”
Angst ridden one replies “but I hate pork”
Songs of string play ‘cannibals by ignorance’

Plucking at my grin as each cry is heard..

Plundering thoughts into cryptic wonderment
The melody smooth like an angel’s caress
It’s raw beauty that I hear tickles every sense...

Look into my eyes and see,
My friend, my enemy, always artiste..
Dark reality





Sand:

the echoes bounce off my inner walls
inpiration in this noise is an angel's call
but angels fall, the vibration lives in my
soul, harmony digs me out of this hole
i tuck and roll down the grasslands and
fall into a bad mans symphony it lives
within my heart it's hittin me' viciously
but i continually listen to thee, and make
it on my own, while it finds it place deep
in the heart to roam, it's an angel i promise
with wings that lift me up like comets
beyond logic, i can't tell if this inhabitant
is healthy or not, i know i must be careful,
considering it's hard, finding inspiration

in the devil....


"angel of worship, ie. "music"....word.