Twisted Seductress

Twisted Seductress

Maiden of depravity

Mistress of insanity

Seductress of calamity

Temptress of lunacy

See her wrapped in the madness

Jackboots strapped to the knee

a temptress of elegant finesse

Most beautiful fiend for all the world to see

Leather stretched tight against her skin

depravity is the drug in her veins

Leading you to succulent sin

Down into the realm of the insane

She displays her supple breasts

for your lustful pleasure

Sweet oblivion softly rests

in the calamity of her stare

Her fingers dance across her thigh

Intoxicating lunacy on her lips

illuminated by the moon in the sky

your addiction rests on her hips

Tattoos glitter in the twilight

She invites you down into the underworld

Mistress of the blackest night

Salvation becomes conviction at the hands of a girl

between her legs lies the delicious prize

One taste and your afflicted

your calamity begins to rise

just one more taste and your addicted

You surrender body and mind

Submit to her twisted will

your sex belongs to her design

Captivated by her seductive skill

Her nails dig into your skin

As her lunacy wraps around your core

Such sweet carnal sin

you've never known before

Now there's no where to run

you free fall down into the abyss

her venomous rapture has begun

buried deep inside her kiss

Soon your at the edge of the madness

you can feel it swell in your veins

as you release your lust in finesse

your mind surrenders to its bane

Bow to your depraved mistress

Submit to a fiend's desire

Surrender to the Twisted Seductress

Your mind consumed by her fire

Marionette of Agony

Marionette of Agony

A marionette dangles upon her strings

Stitches tattoo her frail body

Scars from all the bitter things

Tattoos that no one can see

I will let her whisper her story

A tale of deceit and lies

written in the blood of her agony

hidden behind polished eyes

I am a puppet of your design

watch me dance for you

for your pleasure is mine

I am your slave pure and true

Here in the devil's lair

you will know everything

Do not look away from my stare

See the truth behind your Plaything

My beauty has become my curse

it is the pain within my universe

Caused by my masters so perverse

Ready to lash out with their worst

All of you vicious fiends

spin lies with a seductive smile

hiding intentions so unforgiving

Desires so vile

Whisper your poisoned nothings in my ear

as your wicked eyes ravage my body

tell me everything I want to hear

Just so you can take me so viciously

you never cared for what lie within

As long as I could be your sin

You never saw the soul beneath the skin

or the passion kept secret and hidden

I was just your whore

to use and throw away

Just a conquest,trophy or score

To be tallied at the end of the day

do you turn away from your creation

the marionette of agony

A lady you cursed to oblivion

When you let your desires rip into me

Don't you dare look away

Stare deep into my hollow eyes

Feel the pain I endure everyday

Falling for a fiend in disguise

Now my strings will be your chains

My scars your penance

My tattoos will be your shame

Here in my lair I will have my vengeance

You violated my beauty

ravaged my soul

Now I will be your agony

I am the harbinger of your death

the mistress of your torment

I am the waking sin you will see

as the flames of hell engulf you

Wicked Finale

The Wicked Finale

Carnal energy swells from within

growing in vicious intensity

Born from wicked sin

To break the shackles and be free

Lies and illusions poison the mind

innocence thrust into anarchy

The syndicate's grand design

Tear down the walls of divinity

An ember of goodness

Kept secret and locked away

nurtured with finesse

Waiting for the final day

Now is the hour

Awaken the cleansing flames

Harness the raw power

To purge away all the shame

Turn back the hands of time

Heal the shadows of agony

A soul redefined

to renew a begotten sanity

Control the surge of energy

pressed to capacity

Kneel onto bloody knees

Cry out to all divinity

Cleansing flames and purity

Consume the fiend swiftly

Now a soul becomes free

Eyes finally see

In the agony

Of the Wicked Finale

Mirrors and Echoes

When the Crowe Flies Straight Infinite

Mirrors and Echoes

By John Sills

Mirrors, echoes, endgame. All of this spins inside my head as I stare into my past from different eyes.

I have become a different man since last I opened my wings

Now once again I'm back at the table.

Back whispering in the dead of night thoughts that weigh heavy on my mind.

I got six in the chamber and a heart drowned in honey whiskey.

With mirrors and echoes deafening my mind.

Mirrors of a past faded by the dust of time.

Memories of who I was , how it plays out like a symphony of sorrow.

Echoes of fragments in time. How they define us. Regardless how we defend

Fragments I need to let go of and yet keep close to my heart.

My life is complicated and soaked in the myths and legends that have risen within my time,

When a crows flies straight he focuses his mind on his direction. In slow motion you can see his wings unfurl and his eyes still locked on whats before him.

When I began this I knew I wanted to change my life for the better for the good of all.

I was a warrior a soldier looking for a way to lay down my sword.

I wanted to regain honor set the wrongs I've caused into a motion of healing.

Resolve my sins into a conclusion.

This is still my goal however my thoughts have changed. I realized that what I once found safe, that what kept me safe and sane was merely a cage I imprisoned myself in so I couldn't feel, so that I was numb to all the was around.

Now I find myself expanding on the concept of Echoes.

How they move in our lives without anyone knowing.

Look around your life. Look with eyes unburdened by desire and greed.

Everything you believe love, or hold sacred is a part of a conditioning of your heritage and how you were raised.

Allow me to lay an example by your feeet. I was born into the sound of chaos.

At one time my company was that of hatred and those of whiter hue.

Although there rested this hope that one day we may see a day when the color of ones skin mattered as much as the marital status of the number 8

which is no matter at all.

In my youth I dreamed of a world where rightousness rested on the wings of angels. Justice was as swft as a samurai's sword.

I craved a world where no matter your sex, gender, color of your skin, sexual prefrence you were equal , left alone, hell you were just another human being making your way towards the dreams of all. Happiness and Peace.

At no point in my life could I ever truly understand what it means to be a different race than I am, the only thing I truly understand is what it means to be me.

I saw the wrong, I saw all the hateful things done in the face of justice by those who filled their hearts with hate and misguided notions of seperation

Now in a moment of time I look back , I reach back into my past

seeking truth in all the riddles.

Why did the movie play out like it did.

Why do I feel the way I do , yet condemn those who wish to play in the jester's garden of evil where the shadow of deathe looms over all.

As I sit laughing at six in the chamber and the fact it doesn't exsist at all.

I never held cold steel to my temple, I knew long ago I would never be the end of my soul.

As all those who have seen the horrors that lie within the demon's eyes

I may long for death as sweet as the release of guilt and shame,

but I knew I would keep walking , keep seeking redemption from the things i've done wrong in my life.

You see these echoes that silence me, I discover are apart of us all.

Things we've done we wish we could have acted better.

We long for a chance to do things right, heal those we've crossed and caused to cry tears of despair

So we stare at a choice of what is easy and what is right

Do I forsake so much just to rescue the innocence I left long ago.

Do I do what I must to rebuild the bridges torched in the chaos of life.

In the end I am exhausted, of putting on the smile, and the polite courtesy just to make others feel special.

I know it is a part of me, within me, but has the hands tick my life way I care less and less of what others think and more about how I want to be remembered do I leave a legacy of pain , or sacrifice some just to make my life Meaningful.

I will retun to this in the morning.

When the haze of whiskey leaves.

Promise to Bleed

Promise to Bleed

By John Sills

Born in the year 1983

Came to the world by decree

That beautiful heart was me

For all the world to see

Little did I know the cruel design

that would inflict my heart and mind

A boy born under the rose's sign

crushed under the jackboot of the defining time

Little by little the senses numb

a heart sundered and undone

a mind constantly on the run

constantly cowering from the sun

As the years go by

A heart stitched before the waking eye

from all the torment and the lies

Raped by the fiends in disguise

Now I look with piercing stare

Stripping the masks they wear

Seeing their souls naked and bare

to the horrors they hide there

Now I am as cold as ice

to their screams in the night

Struggling with my own vice

And its chains so tight

Torch a bridge and walk away

Leaving masses in the frey

No elegant words to say

Only memories left decayed

Wrap myself in shame

for taking part in their game

dishonor my name

Another fiend just the same.

Now its time to bring the rain

To accept the pain

kill the cancer in the brain

and the poison in the veins

Take back virtue from the shadow

walk through where nothing grows

Face the fiends in tattered clothes

bringing murder of the crows

What do hollow eyes see

when they stare at me

A boy of roses decree

a fiend of insanity

keep your shadows secretly

A promise I would ask of thee

before you bury me

just promise to bleed

Rise of the Pheonix

Rise of the Phoenix

By: John Sills

Like the pheonix of ancient times

I arise from the ashes in my mind

Darkness took me out of sunlight

Where I could rest beneath the twilight

I mourned and weeped to ease my pain

Tears became droplets of rain

Then I stared into the sky

By the moon I was mesmerized

It soothed my scarred soul

It began to make me whole

A cascade of thoughts went through me

Bringing me back from the shadows decree

Raging fire and Draconic energy

Restored and Infused my body

Focus as sharp as a blade

Doubt and sorrow quickly fade

All at once I realize

The journey and the prize

Beyond the desert of Sorrow

Lies My grove ready to grow

I am a child of the verse

Blessings born from the curse

A priest, a gentleman , a Mystic

To share love and riddles cryptic

When the Crow flies Straight Final Flight

When The Crow flies Straight

When a man goes deep into his mind.

And rethinks his life. Something is going to manifest.

For the past year I've replayed my life over and over again. From every angle, every detail.

I couldn't tell you why it began only that at the time I knew it had to be done.

I thought of everything about my relationships hard times, and good times and now as the year is almost over the answers I sought for have finally been given to me.

They say the law of attraction is real and shall bring you anything you desire if you know how to focus your mind. They never tell you that upon the journey of learning this principle, your own mind will reshape and reform. Many of the problems I had in relationships began with my thoughts which then lead to actions.

And even though it was clearly not what I wanted the same thing would keep replaying over and over again. Then I asked myself “How do I change this?”

This one question made all the difference. Soon after I was answering all my how questions easily and realizing excactly when and where my emotions went chaotic. From this I was able to tell when I need to simmer myself down. And when to savor my emotions. I learned how to give myself more good days than bad. And how to always see the silver lining and the rainbow on the other side.

Yet still the soothing aspect of menthol cigarettes and hard music still remained.

The love of tattoos and the twinge of pain.

I have since began a relationship that may have been started too early. But I also realized I was communicating better than I did in the past. I was accepting responsibillity for my actions as well as realizing when I fucked up far quicker than before.

We are all just human, searching for answers and universal truth.

Yet we are also observers how can we understand the mind of God or the universe when our focus is so deeply fixed on our own lives?

Out of all of this there is some things I have learned:

1: Some life lessons that are the hardest to learn are also the most vital

2: Love will trump hate every single time

3: Honor, Glory, Respect, Duty, Compassion, Courage, Loyalty, Benevolence Still mean something precious in this world.

4: It is one thing to gain control over your perceptions, Quite another to gain control of your desires. And when you do, you will find the universe a lot different than you realize.

5: In any given moment we can only be expected to act in accordance with our present thoughts and emotions and the knowledge we have. So Either you use this as an excuse to horribly screw up time and time again, or you go deep in your self, receive the knowledge, know yourself well enough to be able to decide and simmer down in a fraction of a second.

6: Whatever you do, Live life as it was meant to be lived, find Love and life in every breath you take every cup of tea, for when you look at it. All of us are already dying slowly.

7: The universe, Life, the world is a Poem, and each of us can contribute a verse.

So I ask you What will your Verse be?

8: Thoughts become things, what we focus our minds on is what we bring more into our lives. If you want to focus on the negative and bad feelings guess what your going to get, if you focus on good friend, conversations, and the beauty that is life. Are you ready to watch the world transform into a beautiful masterpiece before your eyes?