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This is an age of blood Of betrayal and scheming See how the blood runs hot now How trust runs thin This is my new age This is my new world Taste the fear in the air Drink the distrust and be strong Grow drunk on the hate and pain We are all alone now Friendless and without conscience Remorseless and with out pity We are terrible and Magnificent Pure in our cruelty We are what we were meant to be The courts of the damned This is my new dark age This is my new dark world

I wonder if we'd know, if the world was just for show Just a thing on display And what if all the gods, were just guys with part time jobs Would any one pray? When we find the glass, they'll just point and laugh And go about their day. Some where deep in space Maybe there's a place Where the keepers take their smoke breaks And It's a thousand years past noon they've gone down to the lunch room Gods out to lunch not dead. Maybe we feel free, Cause we can not  see That the doors locked and there's no key Now not trying to make waves But it often pays To look at everything, just the wrong way Maybe through this sor

                    bards tale one Fresh stench of blood and smoke hung heavy in the air of Elamore. The three towers laid smashed, the keep burned and bodies twisted and broken laid strewn about the charred earth. King Melvar struck true this time. The smoking city a monument to his victory. Never more would noble lord Hela'mor defy him. No more would the red eagle rally the hearts of the just. The traitorous Blake did do his job well and more then earn his gold that eve. With it's gates open wide, proud Elamore did fall, with walls intact the eagle fell never to rise again. In his armor he fell, a man amongst men. He breath his last. For

                 bards tale two Legend named him Goraman, murderer of Yurn, destroyer of Pelmay, demon of Felropea. With eyes as black as the great abyss and a heart as cold as the space between the stars. Goraman the unfeeling, Goraman high lord of the plains of Siare. Gods pity you who fall beneath his heel.   Heaven weep for those who stand against him. May fortune smile upon he who burns the gray hawk and silences the hoofs of the Legion of Pain. Light be with you brave Telamon, lone heir of Junmar, rightful lord of the plains of Siare, true king of Pelmay. The gods be with you good Telamon, ride forth and carry out your charge. Rally

Part one    Crime and Punishment Alright I guess ill start with the beginning. I was born Edward Jacobson, in a shit whole apartment in the Bronx February third 1922. I was the youngest of three, two chicks, then me. My father was a drunk and a small time scam artist, and my mother was a bible thumping psycho trying to scary me and my sisters out of hell and into the arms of Jesus. God what a joke. So I spent the first eleven years on the standard fair. Playing some tag, knock out a few teeth, you know just your average American kid stuff. Now I say the first eleven years cause that was as long as I got to be a kid. Ya see a little while a

Bards tale three they fell in war, from plauge, from famine. they died in torrment, they died in pain. they rose again to haunt the crypts of melmor. the forgotten tomb of the mad mage manjuval. they roamed mouning and screaming traped in earth bound hell. sit with me friends as i tell the tale, of the pure priest Roberts and his war against hell. ring thrice the bell and remember the hero. call forth the mourners and forget not his name. good brother Roberts trapped with the damned. good brother Roberts with his mace in his hand. go with god brother, may he hold you still. great brother Roberts who bled on that hill. fighting

memoires of a mad man    It is June 4, 2002 6:37 AM, and I have found I have gone completely insane. I have had my vision again and have descided in my mind and determined in my heart to see it through.As always in my waking dream I saw myself seated apon a throne wielding great power, my eyes glowing blood red and lightning flashing in my hands. I have long felt that such manifastations megalomania were signs of a cracking mind, but now I know mine has completly shattered for i have descided to embrace this dream and pursue it with all my being.    I have know power before, as a child i knew the power of money, working and slaving and re

In The Darkness In the darkness I reached out for you. In the shadows my heart called out to you. In the moon light our souls touched And under the stars we became one. It was there that I knew you, As none had known you before. Under the heavens I remade you. And in the darkness you were reborn.

When our eyes first meet My heart begged to kiss you. When I first saw you smile My spirit reached out to embrace you. When I first heard your voice My soul cried out to be near you. And when first my hand touched yours My very being fell in love with you.

Soft satin damp petals Folding before probing noses Breath deep the intoxicating fragance Precious flower Every inch explored Every fold adored

The Bind October 24, 2008 Neck Bite Sink Deeper Blood Crimson Thick Flow Small Cuts Binding Love

The Bite October 24, 2008 Skin soft Blood hot Neck long Teeth sharp Our embrace So sweet Want more Need more Bite…

Sanctuary October 23, 2008 Safe behind A wall of green Hiding from The evil. Peaceful is The silence In the garden Angels sing In harmony Look on. Hidden by A wall of green Safe beyond the evil.