"From the rules of survival: Always keep your eyes on the tiger, mate" she said with that beautiful grin. She was ready to attack. "Surviving... never suited my 'things to do' list" I answered and pounced! Yeah, I began to write again, sorry. "Of Bloodemetal My Blade" scripture scraped by Wolfram Winterfuhr unfinised in 06_04_1005 after almost six moons of 'nanimo' "i love her now, loved her before but HATE the ignorance she whipp'd 'me', I swore to love neverrrmr..." V0 [] watered in October 1004 V1 [Vajra] Autumn V2 [Vanillawood] November G3 [Germanium] So above G4 [Concerning Cats] Winter 04 - 05 That ade-quoted 1st paragraph stolen from someone named Taica G5 [Empyrean] As below G6 [Caeruleus] November v7 [] - v8 [Mäntylumi] December v9 [Rogue] Yes, December v10 [Daremo] December full moon This is for the untitled one v11 [Demises] Late Winter 1005 v12 [Unnimm'd] February v13 [Bloodemetal] Spring and we do not - DO NOT - live interesting times --------------------------------------------------------------- V0 Writings of love Dispatch weak, impudent Easily weakened With conception prudent No thing of this world Worth calling words art 'specially not Man emotions retard Not hated by love Not envious talk Just observing how by- passing humans walk --------------------------------------------------------------- V1 Vajra Disguised in dark burgundy garment Like concealing the nightly fur in wine I wonder does her white sibling torment With autumn metals or is she potentially Mine Still, surrounding sombre atmosphere She's a panther without tigry influence An'I wonder wherefore may she pad here On the ritual ground in so slight sweet Tense What do I remember the tiger of the summer fire Or other cardinal ones under chimerial wing Her northern waters so wine-dressed to dye her Is this real or just some unusual chinese thing? \___ "They.. tied me to a pole and force-fed me snow Some slander indeed, t'was snow with my own piss" I listen to her in sick awe for I admire her so She told them nothing even in the mess such as this An assassin she was, productive but captured An' listened to Lumsk in her most successful kills Suffered hardships, some abutment in Havamal scripture Now bruised and before my eyes with sake her head she fills She still dresses in the colour of her eyes Whisper'ng outright, crawling tall Of the Annamites if she sometimes me reminds The reamy fira she drinks isn't wine at all.. \___ Name like some eastern cross (thou' no spring plants) Burden's grazed yet profuse, a-vengeance de-crypt Injuries by enemies only who harmed her hands As the Layil she is for before eve was Lilith That's the panther odour of allspice On old hills' forts, she and some in-dustry Bascule bridgehead low over compromise Lies in ambush (...please assassinate Me) ...No. I'm not pointing out the end of the field Not revealing do I feel more loathing or hate T'wards the cadaver Me which ought to be killed Noo, I let her murder in her docile Vajrayana state \___ A moment of sneer in the moment forged to despair Like a drag queen of spades on her sleeve (had she any) Alone in my head, they knocked out right in front of her We fought on our own, but they were too many Yet there's the creepy secret on her tied, cut hands Ground's cold there I lie thass apsychia by a bat I failed to get her out, but she has her own plans Neurotoxin capsule - that's a bit of something, that! Bound with a dark burgundy rope Restraining the nightly rage in wine Now she's about to pour away despair out of hope We had fun, but she never was nor shall now be (mine) --------------------------------------------------------------- V2 Vanilla Wood Whisky The old darkness of a hay-burn barn Candlestuff from the party graveyarn A familiar wooden circle I stack Pointed five, alone am I back To the nights of warm, fuzzy devilry Feline Sataness - I despise Thee Through stale grassy dust of an air Devoutly assigned aligned I stare Summoness find me, align me more I call You cunt You call me whore Enter my soul or whatever it'll be Feline Sataness I utterly adore Thee I circulate the portal as mortal wardrum I desecrate the invocation, I yammer I cum Ice wind divulges the blood getting thin It stains and it rains from the Moon and the Sin She dissolves my "soul" to the point rather risky Feline Sataness... (I think I need more whisky) In Thy raiment, clothing, vestment I to bear Those in rain make Me insane despite I am not there Rye as old as the dark, the mold, track-mounted metal peal Anima votive locomotive oleum overs cross the steel Now that You've found it and finished the foreplay Feline Sataness trash it, crush that thing away --------------------------------------------------------------- G3 Germanium Pain so everywhere and pain some more Awash on the anger-blade aground Jupiter, Perun, Zeus, Donar and Thor Could he fulminate to burn us down Pain all the way to this winterseason Pass the doobie, chemical beast jesus Burst of radiation, gamma emission Could it (please) some day reach us Doesn't it get weary this life to mock But pain leaves little lies to tell Wotan, Odin, Uranos and Svarog Could he save us, do even the smallest kill --------------------------------------------------------------- G4 Concerning... Catsss "You've wanted to know what it'd be like to be my prey - I know, I've seen it in your eyes - Now's your chance to learn what can happen to you when you play with the big cats." I bet.... this fur covered in dark rainbow Trapped under the net I bet he likes it [she] "I'll let you go if youu.... jerk off in there" [grrrin] In your dreams. In your wet dreams. In your wet... nightmares, For then I'd cum back for (wo-menstrual) bloodie-drenchy requital She takes a sip (the label sez something like "gorzalka") & begins to free him "Nice. I'll let you do that right away. Daamn, this is gettin' so exciting even the cross of Jesus stands erect! No, wait..." With her trickster tongue she turns "It's inverted." Glances at the image behind her "Upside down." Pretends to look disappointed "He must be gay" Now, fuck you, lady! And when he says that, he just loves the ironic frown she gives "Watch it. Nothing will come of hate (except me of course)" The web no more covers him as doesn't most of the clothing do to her Overshadowed he gets in his damnedest brawl With a "Got you buffaloed!" in huskily feminine voice What? "I am" she whispers "your satan" as leads her lips unto a vodkish kiss Something adorable happens [between g4 and g5] "Whatta pity, like all we biggats, I'm too made to survive It matters no how sharp the touch, I'll never scrape the sky Sweet dead bodies I can but stare, I'm standing on the brink Now there's blood blood everywhere nor any drop to drink So I vault the fault, behold the red trace, where it may me lead Worn & tired this is the case, and when I'm done - repeat I never wanted me to be born, never live this life And now that I got some hunger for more, Death's about to arrive" G5 Tell Me About Your Home Empyrean sunburnt skies how jolly nice life seems to be a trend snowy tread this zeal for death and sulphur firmament gauge twelve we've enjoyed hell enough for a long time barrel double happy cat couple ready for the final crime would've been merrier do this earlier there's our cheery regards fun this fetch watch our heads blow skywards --------------------------------------------------------------- G6 Atro-caeruleus Starsystems (Sidereal blue) Like the dead I lie, looking for great distances madly Diffused all the airs are in this mad astrolatry Places very afar have the grip of my every thought In the search of blue stars such as... that one (Fomalhaut) I cannot whet only anti-cosmic metal of death The cuts this cafard do are coloured... like that Wolf (tree-five-pine, red) My pain is from the yearning to be far elsewhere Sometimes that's about everything I dare to care Sho sidereal blue (southern hemisphere night valour) Altair vega sirius and deneb, that colour Cyaneus sapphired owldusted with many flowers Dusted combusted saxe-hued of planetary powers Definitely there's a million ways worse Of expressing oneself's stellar-ridden craze (than interssthl...hhhcourse) I just want to get no closer than away a trillion parsec Guessing is it happening or not I just lie Like the fucking, fucking dead --------------------------------------------------------------- v7 Weret mento jsraelian 'deities' Support'd me Mr Satan (worshipped no one) That nightsky-camouflaged tiny imp Still more fascinating than most oriental shit Butfor human crap I no more fall No more than any otter anima-l --------------------------------------------------------------- v8 Vanja (In Runic Letters) Vanerinmurtaja when left alone and straight to the point utterly led are we something i didn't sense coming is "would you please spank me?" i fail to see any storm in her eyes, only vast submission which surely can be the reason of my insufficient vision Maahisen mentävä miekka in mezereon drunkenness the hash man bitch me within wearing cambridgeblue, tailless, even ears of pink skin just who and what ex-actly she thinks i am? for i've told her before: I am NO hu man Valve just wanted that mercenary of my memories to grant no legacy for the damocles' enemies but sure i'd sexed with her for a while as i'd deepen into the serpentine-bowed rainy isle Mäntylumi (Maahistytön murhaa) mine world fir wood and an amethyst rod kohr a' commander zoloft and of mistrod midwinter flame afterburn some bones tähtiä, tyyneyttä ja lumisia puita Vanha Hiidenkissa ja Valonpinja so now i'll make the lead from the catwalk caves with her it's like stealing old flowers from the graves sure i shall whip her so she'll get no bored once the scourge uplifed i tell her to "praise the sword" Paloviinaa taivaisiin the stormtree ours (well, hers) goads to get naughtier which'd point to some mcguffin namely the lagena o'firawater yeah, but her back (among other parts) already dangerously sore so conclude, understanding i probably should see her no more --------------------------------------------------------------- v9 Scenes of the "Mournin Rogue" On tener couch she's being 'napp\d With scarlet girl in fright By foes from the_night properly wrapp\d In string of hoary-white So they've got this mischievous brat Who would have given bite And friend of her, faint-hearted cat Imprison\d through blue night An\I the artist to them draw Though not the one in rule Glanced rogue earlier but never saw Unflinching girl that cool 1st note I took kew gardens meet Goes without saying - hair As now the best I try her treat So more to note than there Back then mere bitches playing rough With something blue to add That sapphire thing deep-frozen love Saddening me in that Yeah... she crazed me'gain, vital corpsette With tears produced by rain Of all the forest ghosts I've met She'll vanish worst in vain So I that artist painted worse An'wrote awfully, too Obsess\d by crook girl's carnal force In_her eyes of silver-blue Inside the evil eyrie trapp\d With whippings to upcome If only the_future best things had I only like her young --------------------------------------------------------------- v10 Daremo I do be a cat for a single piece of regard A fainted-painted snow leopard With a DEVIANT-hearted life fucked apart I would be a cat for a deviant-minded girl Through hidden yearns to grime With longing fucking hard to endure for sure! I'm a grey cat beast with an anti-depressant lust Frightening enough to tell her It's not for joy but to bite the dust Grey cats alone with neurosis to accrue Somniferum-enchanted quies Where I finally could say it ("I think I cLaw You...") We're alone, although we could have each other, you see? I wanted to help you through this depression If it only was you who would then help me ("but I'm not alone... I'm not...") --------------------------------------------------------------- v11.0 The Phrenopathia Variations (The Demises) v11.1 Eyes of Animality v11.2 Blade of Self-Harm v11.3 Romance in Cat Blood n11.4 Twisted Eroticism of the Snow n11.5 Astronomy of the Thunder No, it's not a new thing ever to say "I love Her"... Love / culture / life - ? Much less than I could comprehend Less than I should care But when I'd find myself never getting enough of staring at Her watergreen dragon eyes it'd (alternative hobbes-style) do for me -- Insignificance got me lured Which is when I needed a wound I stumbled on a menagerie asylum Which is where I got one -- Found even animal grease there Um, no, I think meant greece (greeks?) Or what the hell that coastal peninsula is called... (is it even that?) fuck it! I don't hafta recall things, I'm cruel unsound... -- Anyway! That thingie was a follow-up to this: ALMOST I fell for some-psychotica-vulpine-Miss Told always being (sibling species? naah) with Me I was confused enough to believe -- Even to ally this leads to the real sis, goth of lightning A cobalt glass sparrowhawk, no non o a ssnnooow panther! (ow) Doped less not, for for me she tripped and fell Promising not too often to stop by me asylum cell So that! I have no fun and that fun shall I not get I only hope soon I'll get cured to death Until then freakish waiting and furlife none Even after all that all has been only lack of fun Thoughts aren't depressive, reality is The basis of all this vesania, or so-and-so-called one Yep thassthe basis --------------------------------------------------------------- "i love her still as loved her back then why keep i doing that can't comprehend (fvcking grrmnnfreeks)" The glory of the mortal world [pronounced as a she] Momentary and brief But for Her A little longer than i expected ( --> Leave) n12 Unnimm'd Top yeast in me ginger water Weak to dream with a drink this pitiful And still I'd get me another because you're beautiful just because you're beautiful So might've said too de-part to dream But doesn't mean the dreams not meaningful 'Spite how you seem - ignorant so you're mean and beautiful Naive cravey..yard derangement Hopefully for the winter evenfall Don't care you is that what you meant so you're indolent (and beautiful) Unless someTess gets all this through Her-version's soon critical SO the powerless object of my decade issue i love you but only because you're beautiful I've also dream'd this for her to send causing harassing love to be a sin but I never get fool'd by love again now that I've been fooled by N** --------------------------------------------------------------- n13 Bloode Metal (aka "Of Bloodemetal My Blade") and THAT is to be the final mess I write about her Ever for THIS is now [s-] omnifully becoming crazed manyhow but i focus to love my phrenopathy, (sweet, SEXY, all mine) a blessing in a cray-jed world someways i manage to perform hurt worth performing semi-Able even without vampiric co-Caine with detritus to crystal worth hoaring but with ail never worth the pain seldom find it grind and hack but the soothing cut to agony and back sometimes the only metal i enjoy is bloody and black chalcedony darknesses they need me dead little no-ones quenchlessness with thirsty blade i stroke i pet carve ill notes to blanched staff with desiring claw i dash i slash knowing exactly why they're not enough, the death, (convulse) the thrash of hemp i plait some half a rod the only blade i want is black and in blood the dotanuki mine to cut the knots that keep me to unwillingly understand occult, phantasmal, vampire or goth now the only metal i want is black and in blood sothe writings of blood despatch me too faintly hardly i scratch for the poisonous paintings nothing's the closest thing to mortal art matters no drawist or writist - depart i cutcha now, i cut you not to cut me now, i cut a lot the only blade of mine is black, so in blood