Friday, March 23, 2007

Simply saying this, i'm stating a fact.
Actions and words cause a huge impact-
Tell a fairytale with guts and gore.
Sadistic thoughts sodomising that Cinderelic whore.
Rape legalised by some twisted law,
Dying Snow White and her seven straws.
Eat that apple and eat it right,
This will be my fairytale tonight-
Once upon a god forsaken time,
Shadows crept to where the living and dead twined.
The gothic nun who bore pale skin,
Reciting her unholy hymn.
Where she passes living die,
Where she's going, immortals lie.
She crosses the yellow brick road,
Blessings of beastiality by a two-toed toad.
Her aim is to kill every tale at will,
Only then will happiness fill.
Like the red riding hood who was deceived by split tongue fox,
Which ended up in a 6-foot box,
She rides the land like Pan.
And on one of her trips she finds a trail of sweets,
Innocent though cunning, she follows where it leads.
Tasting each and loving many,
Amazed she didn't pay a penny.
Hansel and Gretel whom suffered the same fate,
Already knew that she was too late.
But our nun wasn't dumb, she knew what was coming.
A witch and a priest who looked awfully stunning.
With a smile she called her satanic mantra under her lips,
A poison rush of arrow head tips.
Penetrating and piercing through,
filled the world with red and green bloody goo.
Alas this sweet dream has come to an end.
Another satanic message I want to send.

KvntingKrist asked the tree @ 9:32 AM

{M.E. + T.}