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The creature’s opaque eyes search in bloodlust This is the time survival is a must It’s hunting to tear apart living skin I believe we’re paying for all the sin It knows that I am her and I’m alive Must do everything I can to survive The insanity. more than I can take Could this be from some government’s mistake From upstairs, I can hear the closing door It traces the footsteps across the From this metal box, I can hear the screams The creature devours my hopes and dreams How

He knows everything you secretly want You fake being an idiot servant Finding some cheap ways to extract money Keep it up, buddy, he finds it funny He’s exploring even your darkest sin A sinister smile, it’s time to begin Rancid black fluid oozing from your head Awakens you from slumber in your bed Everything you’ve done, he won’t be so kind The mirror shows that the dead are behind Backed up against the wall, sweat starts to form Welcome to the world where nothing’s the norm

From the castle keep, Lord Dourka sits on his throne Pondering all the horrors that he has been shown His blue-gray bloodshot eyes locked in a morbid stare Contemplating the fight with the sinister pair The evil has entrenched itself within his brain The demon whores look forward to the blood they drain Dourka would not stand for their wicked corruption His poor subjects became their choice of consumption The once bountiful land, now a desolate field The time has come for him

How is it that the guilty have more rights Then all the victims they put through such plights They say the punishment should be humane Did they do the same while they were insane Allowed to choose what would be their last meal Did the tormented ones get the same deal What kind of picture did the police find Yet to these pricks we’re supposed to be kind Giving them labels like they don’t belong Trying to reason what would cause their wrong Now we’re humane having lethal infect

Bullet tears like knives through butter So much pain, his heart starts to flutter He never signed up for this strife Slowly, he loses his crimson life The country had lost its glamor Once the bombs started to hammer The medic tries to do his best But soon he’ll take his final rest Try as he may, the blood won’t stop Cleared away from the napalm drop Some morphine was given to him Pain is gone, and the light grows dim He only went to Vietnam To serve his much-loved Uncle Sam H

Eric Cafferty was born at the end of May 1974 to Deanna and Eric. According to them, he was wanted; however, the way they acted towards him made it clear he wasn’t. While the pictures of his humble beginnings showed a happy child, his memories began when he was four years old. Sounds remarkable, but his earliest memory deals with him in Florida with his maternal grandmother and his Uncle Lewis. They were feeding ducks; however, Eric went to feed the baby ducks. The mature duc

Leave it to the hypocrites to stand tall Unturned noses passing judgment on all The sister can smoke a joint around kids But s husband...

One time we could all speak our mind Two sides given to all mankind Can’t get your way, lash right out Never knowing what it’s about...

Two sides of the same coin, we are One with needles, the other bar Sadly, the syringe breaks the skin Wondering if it’s from my sin Both...

In the beginning, tender words spoken Promises made and promises broken For the past three decades, it's been the same You’re the goodie...

A voice was silenced the other day, A chilling thought that fills with dismay One assassin's bullet takes a life, Leaving behind his...

Entitled the Grand Inquisitor Vs. The Elder Demon, we are given the size difference between the Elder Demons and the vampires. Can the...