Additional Pylons

3:33 AM

2015-09-09T03:33:00.000-07:00

I awoke to that damnable alarm. Oh to never hear that alarm and go to those things that sucked my life away day after day. However, today was different, I felt a burden on me; like eyes watching in the aether of the early morning. And I looked and saw the time. It was hours before my alarm was to go off, and then I heard it.

There were four knocks at my door.

Knock.

Knock.

Knock.

Knock.

Each the same as the last in forcefulness but spaced curiously longer as they went. I arose in a stupor, for it was very early and I am not one for mornings. I looked through the window of my door and saw him, or rather them. A man with a large beard and very old ruined clothes that must have been rather nice when they were new stared back with sunken eyes. For a moment we paused and had a cosmic conversation, and in his eyes I saw truth and understanding. I say that I saw them; there was a dog with him, staring at my with eyes that had an indescribable spark in them. It was like she smelled my anxiousness and knew my woes. And anxious I was as I yelled through the door and asked what he wanted at such an hour. He continued to stare and said nothing. We stared awkward and still until I noticed another visitor. Across the street was a small cat sitting in the pale light of the predawn. It stared and swished it's tail.

Not soon after I had noted the feline it arose and began to slowly cross the street towards my house. The man grabbed the handle to the door, for which i thanked God was locked tightly, and exclaimed something in what sounded my ear to be some Semitic language. The terror on his eyes grew as the cat slowly approached and the dog turned to growl at the now hissing feline.

I don't know if I caught the irrational panic in his voice or if the early hour had caused a lapse in my judgement but I unlocked the door, and the man and his dog came in and locked the door behind him. He stood at an uncomfortable distance studying me. I should say that they engaged in this activity, as the dog stared equally as knowingly. I backed away and, not knowing what else to say, offered him a drink. He seemed to understand me and went to the bathroom and drank from the sink in as orderly a fashion as one can do such a thing, and his dog followed suit after he was finished.

I told him, not sure what had possessed me to let such a strange fellow into my home, informed him that he would need to leave and that I was sorry. He stopped drinking and placed his backpack on the ground in the hall and took out a very old book. He counted the pages carefully and methodically turned to a certain page, counting very carefully with his dirty hands. The book was printed in Latin and each page was marked heavily with notes in all sorts of languages and scripts.

He finally arrived at his literary destination and lifted the book to show me the page he had turned to. On it was a drawing woven into the text of two men on opposite ends of a door. The man on the outside had an equine companion with him that seemed to glow like the sun. The equine had something on its forehead but it had been crudely drawn over and covered in white, covering even some of the surrounding text. The man himself had a shadow about him, like a great burden on his mind, and he looked at the viewer of the picture as if he knew the medium he was a part of, and the shadow had eyes and looked intently at the viewer as well. Behind the man and the horse was another figure, but it was impossible to discern it's form as it was violently scratched out with ink in a highly erratic matter. So much so that the integrity of the paper was failing in that spot.

The man on the inside held an open book and all sorts of fantastical horrors flowed out of it. Arms and suggestions of words, sorceries and cosmic beings secreted from the book and into the room to be lost amongst the words on the page of the book. And the twistings from inside the book were wrapped around the man's neck and were choking him, but he did not seem to know.

I said, "Who are you?" and he turned the page and on the next page the letters were circled "IAMMVT." I determined repeated my question, somewhat shaken but determined to gain peace of mind through an answer, but just as I spoke there was a scratching at the door, and a friendly meow invited me to the door. As I turned the man grabbed my arm forcefully, to the point of pain, and would not let go until I committed to sitting down with him and ignoring the inviting meows from outside.

The dog went into the other room and took a book off of my bookshelf. I do not know which was more unsettling, the thought of a dog with it's foul mouth ruining one of my beloved books or the thought of a dog knowing so precisely which book it wanted. It was Alice's Adventures in wonderland, a book that I had hoped to pass on to my daughter, and it was hardcover and bound in pink. I admit it was rather amusing to see this dirty bearded man pour over the pink book like it was some ancient grimoire of secret knowledge. He turned the pages back and forth and mumbled to himself. I saw him counting on his fingers as he turned scoured the book for it's secrets. He apparently arrived on the page he sought because he dropped the book open to that page and began to chant hysterically. He grabbed me and spoke face to face to me his strange ecstatic utterances, and he overpowered me and rubbed his beard upon my beard, and I felt an incredible uneasiness. He compelled me to look at the open page on the book and I saw a strange sight. Certain letters stood out, why I couldn't say. Nothing was remarkable about them in and of themselves. But together, they made the shape of something that I dare not relate in full. The letters showed an abomination of threes, and it stared out at me from the page with three menacing eyes, and the the words on the page read, "Meow." and outside the cat smiled through the window and stared through my fleshy vessel and into my very soul.

The King of the Ash

2015-08-04T23:28:00.003-07:00

He's the hero of no one's story.
He's the villian and so much more.
He's the king of the ash
In the fiery flash
In the furnace on the killing floor.

He's the burning bones of chaos.
He's the wheels on the war machine.
He's the necromance
Of the dying dance
That the river Styx will bring.

The Fire

2015-08-04T23:27:00.000-07:00

So we'll follow the Ba'als
and call every good sin.
And we'll live for ourselves
and we'll call it a win.
But when you buy Ba'al
and sell Asherah's sin
Don't surprise when the sale
Causes Moloch to grin.

Know

2015-08-04T23:23:00.003-07:00

What of you boy?
What did you knew?
Mortal seen.
Mortal do.
Never know enough
To be living proof
That a deity smiled on you

What of your sister?
What does she know?
How to talk higly
of the seeds she sow?
What a silly notion
when she doesnt know
Any of the things the immortals know.

Do you know
Where the devil goes
When he's sick like hell
Of the lava flows?
When he finally fell
In the final fall
Tell me just what do you know?

Do you know
Where the knowing ends?
Have you seen the sunken
Sinking sands?
Have you ever seen a clock
With a thousand hands?
Tell me just what time it is.

Fears

2015-07-17T23:49:00.006-07:00

This is the end
I hear the boards
As they bend
They're closing in
So don't pretend
They'll be no more
Or that we'll win

We fought so hard
To fend off hell
We locked our doors
We loved ourselves
But here they are
Died and alone
I feel your breath
I hear their moans

So drop your gun
And hold me tight
We've had our fun
We've lost the fight
You're the only one
I'd want right here
I get to die
Right with you here

I see them now
They've broken through
It's time to go
Just me and you
So close your eyes
And dry your tears
These arms of mine
Will end your fears
So close your eyes
And dry your tears
These arms of mine
Will end your fears

Pharaohmancer

2015-07-17T23:47:00.003-07:00

Across the endless sands of time,
comes a traveler beyond the spheres.
and from the silt along the Nile,
a figure ties a braided beard.
Nyarlathotep as he's known
will promise wisdom with every answer.
But the seeds of sin he's sown
are why he's call the Pharaomancer

Vayomer Parhoh...

Nyarlathotep,
Pharaohmancer Nyarlathotep
All your answers carry death.
Pharaomancer thus sayeth!
Nyarlathotep
Pharaohmancer, Nyarlathotep
There's a cancer in your breath
Pharaomancer evil faith!

minds to pity
the faint the bold,
to the city
the great, the old,
the terrible city
of crimes untold
sought to hear and see
the aberrant king!

Vayomer Parhoh...

Nyarlathotep,
Pharaohmancer Nyarlathotep
All your answers carry death.
Pharaomancer thus sayeth!
Nyarlathotep
Pharaohmancer, Nyarlathotep
There's a cancer in your breath
Pharaomancer evil faith

To see a vision
alien in grandeur
a mindful fission
a paining disaster
a dizzying schism
Mindless gargoyles
Whose soul is Pharaohmancer

Vayomer Parhoh

Nyarlathotep,
Pharaohmancer Nyarlathotep
All your answers carry death.
Pharaomancer thus sayeth!
Nyarlathotep
Pharaohmancer, Nyarlathotep
There's a cancer in your breath
Pharaomancer evil faith

Vayomer Parhoh
Nyarlathotep... the crawling chaos... I am the last... I will tell the audient void...

Welcome to Hell

2015-07-17T23:46:00.003-07:00

An army mounts
To ride across the blackest swamps
without a name
To save the world from darkened sconce
and evil flame
To the tower they ride.
It's all the same
To the dancer in the dark
art of pain
The necromancer sins and starts
a welcoming.

WELCOME TO HELL
Welcome to Hades
Beyond the Nile and the river Styx
THE NETHERREALM
Where the blood of the saintly
Pools like an ocean as their body breaks
ABANDON HOPE
All ye that may be here
Turn ye now and live in fear
Accross this godforsaken darkened sphere!
Broshan-Ãk Par-Vadokunaur!

The body count
inside the hall of the darkest arts
twisted and weird
As every spell goes to it's mark
unholy spears
In the darkness they rise.
Its just a game
To the dancer in the
dark art of pain
The necromancer rides his army
again!

WELCOME TO HELL
Welcome to Hades
Beyond the Nile and the river Styx
THE NETHERREALM
Where the blood of the saintly
Pools like an ocean as their body breaks
ABANDON HOPE
All ye that may be here
Turn ye now and live in fear
Accross this godforsaken darkened sphere!
Broshan-Ãk Par-Vadokunaur!

The ages mount
Eternal reign of the witchking
of Doom
Who will ever end the lich
pray be soon
On the bodies he makes his throne.
It's all the same
To the dancer in the dark
art of pain
The necromancer sins and starts
a welcoming.

WELCOME TO HELL
Welcome to Hades
Beyond the Nile and the river Styx
THE NETHERREALM
Where the blood of the saintly
Pools like an ocean as their body breaks
ABANDON HOPE
All ye that may be here
Turn ye now and live in fear
Accross this godforsaken darkened sphere!
Broshan-Ãk Par-Vadokunaur!

WELCOME TO HELL
Welcome to Hades
Beyond the Nile and the river Styx
THE NETHERREALM
Where the blood of the saintly
Pools like an ocean as their body breaks
ABANDON HOPE
All ye that may be here
Turn ye now and live in fear
Accross this godforsaken darkened sphere!
Broshan-Ãk Par-Vadokunaur!

WELCOME TO HELL
Welcome to Hades
Beyond the Nile and the river Styx
THE NETHERREALM
Where the blood of the saintly
Pools like an ocean as their body breaks
ABANDON HOPE
All ye that may be here
Turn ye now and live in fear
Accross this godforsaken darkened sphere!
Broshan-Ãk Par-Vadokunaur!
Broshan-Ãk Par-Vadokunaur!
Broshan-Ãk Par-Vadokunaur!

Loser's Medal

2015-07-17T23:44:00.001-07:00

You have a system,
let's say it works.
But I've had a vision,
you can't avert
there comes a fission
and it'll hurt
Cause we are legion
and we'll chip away your monument!

I am the loser but you won't enjoy your winner's medal!

See what they say,
do what they do.
Go run and play,
follow the rules.
Because today's
the day we lose.
But in a certain way
We tie a knot and make a noose!

I am the loser but I'm tarnishing your winner's medal!

I see the sirens,
I hear the lights.
I am defiant
for what is right
If you're a lion
in the night
Then im the thorn applyin'
Pressure where you can't fight!

I am the loser but I'm smelting down your winner's medal!

You have a system,
let's say it works.
But I've had a vision,
you can't avert
there comes a fission
and it'll hurt
Cause I am legion
and I'll chip away your monument!

I am the loser but you won't enjoy your winner's medal!
I am the loser but I'm tarnishing your winner's medal!
I am the loser but I'm smelting down your winner's medal!
I am the loser but my name's upon the winner's medal!
I am the loser but my name's upon the winner's medal!
I am the loser but my name's upon the winner's medal!

Badlands

2011-02-28T04:45:00.000-08:00

When acid eats metal
and bone proves its worth
When tentacled spines
rise up from the earth
when the enemy soldiers
explode in a heat
its a good day to feed,
reproduce, and repeat

When vultures rain down
from a transport like bullets
and man walks the earth
in mechanized suits
when tanks lay siege
and when a-bombs rain
it's the time to rebel
and for humans to reign

when invisible eyes
see all things unseen
and minds swirl forward
power overwhelming
When storms burst from fingers
upon planets and moons
its a good day to die!
En Taro Adun!

When essence meets form
and many meet one
When swarming machines
all but blot out the sun
When structures bleed
and when buildings fly
for humanity, Auir
and the swarm we will die!

GoTFoB

2011-02-24T02:41:00.000-08:00

Gateway on Top, Forge on Bottom

The Sinister Song of the Singing Siren

2011-02-09T15:36:00.000-08:00

And so the siren as she’s standing
O’er the sea she sings of something
Someone Satan’s fist is smashing
says the siren in her song

Side the scarecrow’s smile, so silent
Someone sits, so sinfully silent
sits and sins and so she sees not
says the siren in her song

The succubus, she searches seeking
Seeks a soul so spent with sinning
So she sees the she who’s sitting
says the siren in her song

she-devil sucks the sinning soul
She slays the sinner’s heart so soiled
As she spits the useless spirit
Sent to some, to some she spits it
Souls and spirits of the spineless
Search for someone just to find the
Siren singing Satan’s songs
says the siren in her song