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Collection - update Ballard Of The Butcher-
Written by: WYATT666
here is a collection of my works i will add more to it when i have time:

No Moon In Hell.

Over the Moon?

Where is the none in hell
show me the moon and i shall
be over there in a flash.

The isn't any moon here
my hell is dark, black and
forboding.

You are on a high,
i am on a low, so low
that i am warm and hated.

Dropped in to the blender,
chopped to pieces, burnt to a cinder
left alone.

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Confusion.
A dazed state.
A loss of control.
A frenzied display of uncontrolled power.

Fear.
A pain.
A loss of the known.
A lack of knowledge of the unknown.

Anger.
A rage.
A fury of passion.
A display of one belief in a situation.

Loss.
A emptiness.
A destruction of a life.
A battle with the reaper which you loose.

Death.
A conclusion.
A long dreamless sleep.
A the culmination of all lifes paths.

Love.
A feeling.
A knowing.
A hating.

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Thoughts - Oh So Destructive

Annoyed, Alone, Destroyed and Depressed
everything i feel hurts but the reason i don't know why
is it because i want you back again or is it because
i maybe losing you.

My demons are twisting my thoughts, they know i trust you
but why do i fear the worst they put this doubt in my head
and ring the bell on the steeple.

The situation is not perfect or great
but if it works then all the better
i want you to be happy that is what keeps me going.

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Inexperience, of an unlived life
making choices based of cold logic,
instead of living i am just being.

Cold hard facts of life, by pasted me
living in this clouded jar
looking up to the open top.

Gaining control of my life,
grabbing it by the wheel
and throwing it in to over drive.

Making this wonderful gift something
special, trying to best it in every fight
emotional swords, daggers and axes thrown my way.

The only way to win is to move on,
but i can not move, breath or fight
what is wrong with me.

Why did i never live my life.
How did i miss out on the chance.
For some its merry for others its hard.

My life isn't that bad,
it has been worse,
time to make a move

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Hellbent Warmachine

Terror formed of steel and bone,
Bastions of skulls drip with the
Bloody of the fallen.

The hellbent warmachine is calling,
Primal scream with a metallic tang,
Feed the warmachine.

Leveling buildings with is wicked limbs,
Stripping the flesh from bone with is acid breath
Scorching the ground in a caustic fire.

The hellbent warmachine is calling,
Primal scream with a metallic tang,
Worship the warmachine.

Rumbling on tracks made of souls,
Rods of titanium piecing its demonic flesh
And at the rains of it neck she stands.

The hellbent warmachine is calling,
Primal scream with a metallic tang,
Elevate the warmachine.

Here she stands atop of this beast of pure hate,
Plugged into its mighty form
Connected to it through malice and loss.

The hellbent warmachine is calling,
Primal scream with a metallic tang,
Pity the warmachine.

The loss of been human created this form
Her own self loathing
The last march of a desperate fear

The hellbent warmachine is calling,
Primal scream with a metallic tang,
Destroy the warmachine.

A planetary Warzone....
With no sign of stopping....

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Ranks of the dead

Faint whispers of death in the distance,
haunt me still to this day,
the thud of the hammer of shields,
the thud of the head hitting the ground.

Faint whispers of death getting close,
haunt my dreamless sleep,
the scrape of sword on shield,
the scrape of steel meeting bone.

Faint whispers of death are at my door,
haunt me in my armour,
the dripping of oil from the burning torch,
the dripping of the blood from my blade.

Faint whispers of death is gripping my heart,
haunt my fetid corpse,
i feel nothing now,
i hear nothing now,
i kill everything now,
i joined the ranks of the dead.

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Soulfire

Blackened bodies fall to the ground
pounding with there dead weight
they have tasted the lash of soulfire

Riding across the open planes the necromancers ride
bringing with them war, pain and terror
for they bring with them soulfire

village after village falls to the necromancers
on steeds of jet black and burnt blood
house to house the green soulfire bounds

to their master they ride
bringing the final piece to the war
there the master stands, the serpent like soulfire in hand

in staggers the human sacrifice
all battered and bloody be the terrors below the tower
the master grabs the human and breaks the blood from his vains

the end was quick and painful
as soulfire enters the body
and from it bursts a demon of unbearing power

the demon stands lash in hand
with a coursing blue energy
as the demon leaps to take flight

the master yells through
his serpent like tongue
"TO WAR I BRING TO THIS PATHIC WORLD"

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Beyond the burning fields

with the enemy drawing closer
the empire begins its march to war
bring forth its mighty warmachines

from the ranks of the conscripts
will rise the hero of this story
but how he gets there is a road less walked

Droknar the young he was known
now the sword master of the great empire
but his tail is one of dark misfortune

the opening battle brought the pain
that fueled his hate of the
nercomancer leigons of the dead

his friends and comrades slaughter by the hand
of a single black knight
the only one was spare and it was our hero of this tail

before the battle he was unknown
but now his name is shrouded in mystery
was he a tratior or a coward

but now he has the fuel of hate
coursing through his vains
bring death to the black knight is his goal

even if this takes him beyond the burning fields

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Powerless to help, powerless to change the fate
I want to help, i need to help
You are the one i swore myself to protect
But this water that parts us
Is the water that stops me for filling that vow

The vow i chosen was to honour you
But how can i protect you with me in the shadows
I am forever by your side, it not in life but in spirit

I am forever with you, never alone
While you are on my mind you are never alone
While i have your picture in my head you are never alone
While i gaze at your pictures you are never alone.

YOU ARE NEVER ALONE!

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CryoCaustic Poisen - written by jonny (wyatt666)

Lovers lash, Whips of pain
All life hurts away,
with the pain of love
Death of life is the only cure
to turn my heart away.

[Chorus]
Your love Is a CryoCaustic Poisen
Coursing through my vains
Your pain killing cells
Takes life away

Hellbent on death, you spread
your wares, killing on a wim
one second on love and your heart
is shocked in to the cold grips
of death.

[Chorus]

Now in love with the
horned one himself,
you wish to find another
to make your heart whole

[Chorus]

Your master satan calls
you back, to the depths
taking with you the souls
of the lost

[Chorus] x2

[END]
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Death was ment to Be by jonny (wyatt666)

Blood....
Pain.....
Fear.....
Well all succome, to
the pain of life

[Chorus]
life force dripping,
down the drain of life,
doe's it make you feel
pretty, now you've ruined my life?

People Say,
life is love, but
love is hurt, so
life is pain....

[Chorus]

running for my death,
i hit the keep of hell,
to be turned back again...

[Chorus]

last time was razorblades,
this time is gun,
12 gauge ticket,
stright to hell.....

[Chorus]

You couldn't save me then,
you can't save me now,
slipping on my brains,
that have jumped from my skull...

[Chorus]

Blood and dead bodies,
hell was ment to be,
but now i am here,
dressed in white,
WHAT THE f**k HAPPENED TO ME!

[Chorus] x2

Dying my wings black,
i become the true,
angel as i was ment to be,
Devoid of emotion........

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these are all my ramblings so tell me what you think i dont mind good or bad

btw sorry for the long post

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