Feast of the Beast : Death Poetry

Wielding with great power

The beast, the morning star

Slays his conquest with pride

Knowing their mortal weakness

Using his greatest weapon ego

The inability to see the light

When it is given to them

In the deepest humility

But they are jealous of

The greater power of the Light

Yielding in pride, ego

The Faust, never failing

delivers his feast

Upon his fiery hell

Knowing the beast has his soul

In his hands, using his red fire

Sending all the demons of hell

To deliver his soul

to his destination

They not even knowing

Their soul was already sold in Ego

Hell being filled to the brim

with fiery pride

The King of Hell delivers

His lies, upon all humans head

Knowing humans great weakness

Man, woman’s pride

Yielding it to slay, man, woman

Promises of glory on earth

Being their promise to be

To be what on earth

Pride? Ego, vanity~

The weakened yield

To his dragon of red pride

The righteous slay

Faust, the dragon

Cutting off its heads

Roaring, the chosen

Are not lured by his lair

The King of lies

Lord of flesh eating flies

They hear not, do not

Acknowledge

Nor is the righteous

Slaved. slain by pride

No longer hearing

Its roar, they who live and

Breathe by the true spirit

Are deaf, dumb to vanity

Overcome ego, pride

And in it they will not be

Tempted

No longer having pride

Only hearing the soothing

Sound of the music of angels

Too many hearing the sound

Of fooling Angels

The red dark angels

So, too so, too many fooled

They whom are righteous

Are not slaked in by

The laziness of ego

Nor are they lured into it

Knowing they can not deliver

Another

They walk away with no pride

And are not lead into it

Showing no ego

Mourning again the loss

Of another soul

They prayed to see the light

The light they so need

Yet they are so afraid of it

Turing away

Fooled by red angels

Many showing great power

Being fooled by vast power

Fearing what they so desperately need

It is the easier road

To be vanity, to be smitten by ego

Seeing another, fall prey

To the weakness

Only proving they are

The greater plan, the dragons

A child, who can not grow who lives in

Proving nothing

The righteous

proving everything

They are humbled

By God’s greatness

Hearing his words, writing

His words, his strength

Written upon their souls

Their words more powerful

Than the mourning stars lies

Hearts delivered feel no jealousy

But mourn when they

See his children slain in ego

It is truth that great pride

Goes before all failings

And the King of the dragons

Using his greatest weapon

Ego and Pride

Stealing their immortal souls

And they wake in hell

Fooled

In life and death

Living in a hell on earth, in the end destroyed

his the King of Hells greatest weapon

Not having strength to fight

The battle, they are too blind to see

Fooled by their own failings

Their own Faust

Turn from the delivering light

Choosing to live in hell, always

Believing their own pride, a great weapon,

chosen by their own choice

They will be delivered to a black hole

Ripped to pieces

Not to suffer hell but

To be destroyed forevermore

Not even the King of Hell

Wants them, his black forever hole

Is already filled to the brim

Laughing as a crow

A raven, scavenger

Laughs, crowing gnawing

The soul

Until it is no more

God is merciful

And they cease to exist

Chose the light children

And shun the mourning Star

He is the fools pride, vanity ego

His weapon of choice

Fooling even those whom think

They are wise

Calling themselves wise

Fooled, fools

The beast conquers

Eating their immortal souls

His Faust, his feast

In return he returns to heaven

A warrior doing the will of God

In all that hell does

It is to earn his way back to heaven

Every soul he eats, his right of passage

He already beaten by Christ

Surrenders his conquest

Proving he was right

The human souls, most unworthy

To be risen angels

They the human are beneath

All the Angels in heaven

Lucifer’s revenge proving he

Would not bow down to humans

Willing to die, the Lord of Flies

Devours knowing in the end

He will be devoured

Willing to take every soul

Created with him, he can lure into

His gateway

And his Kingdom filled brim

With earthly souls

He fooled

Scribed by the blue rose The end judged from the book of Nemesis defender of Justice, truth and the Light of God Sept 29^th, 2007 11:32 am