Dj Sykotic Dreamz's blog: "Demonic and Dark"

I stand and I sit and I think~Think of how I can help myself~Should I cut to ease the pain~To understnad the confusion~Should I take the razor blade~And slice it over my wrist?~So I stop and look around at my surroundings~All soaked in deep red, rich blood~I glance downward~And scrape it across my wrist quickly~once~twice~again and again~The memories~The past fading~I begin to bleed~To slowly feel free~No more, No more I chant silently~I fall down on my knees~Watching my blood flow like a beautiful river~I begin to cry~The involuntary tears streaming down my face~Down my arm the blood flows staining the floor I stand upon~These involuntary tears simply fall like rain drops from the sky~Splashing down to my veins~Feeling oozy~fatigued~I leave the world in vein~Remembering to cut one last time~deeper the scar of life~slipping into an eternal abyss and funeral forever~

When satan's son is dead, castrated A dark gateway will be created The world will transform to a living HELL And will create the unholy shell Where the skeleton hangs the body lies As demons' hands reach for the skies The life within now gone away Tomorrow is a darker day Joy to demons, Joy to hell Joy to those within the shell The hatred is a joyous thing And sorrow makes the church bells ring The tree of life is grown with thorns And sprout anew with little horns The angels have abandoned flight And there will be no morning light Those who burn with holy fire Will not reach their one desire The happy dreams will not be filled Let all the joyful ones be killed The dark one sits on burning tower The bright one feels his folding power It seems now that the tide has turned Let all the holy ones be burned The world has now come to an end This is it, I'm afraid It's over my friend.

Twisted minds in an endless world of pain. A place where beautiful things vanish before the naked eye. Darkness rages and takes over the world of existence. I was once a magickal fairy beautiful and adored by all. Glitter magick and charmed by everyone. But my wings have long been torn. My magick long faded away centuries ago. My soul ripped and taken from my fragile body. My heart of warmth long ago shattered like a million pieces of a mirror. Voices all around keep chanting and telling me to believe. Believe in what I shout and scream aloud? Existence above all abyss in the world of belief. I meditate and wink a smile at all who do believe. And I start to slowly chant a simple....fairy tale. To read.....all you have to do is believe within yourself.