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Death Angels whips $ chains : Death Poetry

written by Poet : blue-rose


Let me beat you like a fool,

turn the tables on you

Dragging out my whips and chains,

To beat you baby

Till your in pain, hot is the whip of desire,

until your totally on fire

You think this spade masochisms is poetry

Eat my whip across your mouth

Slap you until blood drips down the corner s

Of your mouth, drips, whips, spankings

Momma’s goanna give your cranking spank- spankings

Oh, you like whips and chains

Little girls, for it shames-

This Angel sends you to hells fire

For your sick desires-

I can rip your soul out of your chest

Make it pound until cardiac arrest

Naughty, naughty is the fool who jerks

With angel jewels,

so you thought all angels where weepy

Souls, serving humans- nope we

Can be creepy, killers

We follow no earths rules

Nor are we earthlings, fools

Carrying the power of Uriel

We can kill, or cure your mercurial moods

Give you spankings till your welted

Let me get out my belt, bust your brothels

Beat you like a wicked step child

Crying whimpering like painted ladies

The power to kill perverted babies

Will drag my whips and chains out

Until you beg to shut up

Wearing pony tails I stick my breasts out

Just to lure you in then

I throw

You to the gates of hell

And you walk around a dead soul

Oh how you will hate the smell

Never knowing

you already went to hell

Come on big boys, and girls

Let momma take you on

Your destiny flight.

On an angelic carpet ride

that’s right mommas

Going to bang your brains

Out until you beg

To have safe haven

Beat your mouth until it bleeds

 

Momma’s got the keys

To Heaven or Hades

The power of the death angels

To heal or bleed- live or die

Cry or be cured

The power to turn the tables on you-

 

 

XII tarot of eight

Two of spades

So, now do you still want to play death games?

Wise as a fox

Gentle as a dove

Cunning as the serpent

Is the blue rose

Edict written Sept 03, 2007

First draft yeah like right

Been writing these tunes

Before you were a sperm

 

signed Uriel

the real angel of death

Originally Posted On Site: 2007-09-03 09:42:05
Last Login: 04.01.09


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