Execution

Connor: Now you will receive us.
Murphy: We do not ask for your poor, or your hungry.
Connor: We do not want your tired and sick.
Murphy: It is your corrupt we claim.
Connor: It is your evil that will be sought by us.
Murphy: With every breath we shall hunt them down.
Connor: Each day, we will spill their blood till it rains down from the skies.
Murphy: Do not kill, do not rape, do not steal, these are principles that every man of every faith can embrace.
Connor: These are not polite suggestions, these are codes of behavior and those of you that ignore them will pay the dearest cost.
Murphy: There are varying degrees of evil, we urge you lesser forms of filth not to push the bounds and cross over, into true corruption, into our domain.
Connor: For if you do, one day you will look behind you and you will see we three. And on that day, you will reap it.
Murphy: And we will send you to whatever god you wish,

Shadow Sung

There is nothing left
I, we are alone
I
We
Stand strong
Yet, alone
Who are we?
A question thrown back into my memory,
Who, are you?
Where are you?
Look around you
Where are you when time now screams for you most?
Where am I in this ungodly madness
Alone
Alone
I stand alone wielding strengths given to me by my kin
My kin
Bloodied and dead
Torn and scattered
Smashed and buried
Cursed and forgotten
But forever beside me
Behind me
My strength
My freedom
Who are you?
Lady of mystery
I'm standing alone
I face oblivian, alone
Are you with me?
Always?
Are you really here?
I feel you, I hear you
Come with me.....
Come..........







I run. I roar. I am mad with hatred.
With anger.
I fight for victory, for my wife, my home.
For the future, for words whispered in my ear before I could begin to comprehend.
For my King, for my land.
For my heart, my soul.
For honour, for freedom.
For a world ripped in two, for hope...
Someday you will remember what we have done, we stood by our words, our actions.
Remember me, Mother of Mercy, Goddess of Love and Virtue.
Remember us, those who laid down their lives.
That I, the last and only died bravely for meaning and understanding, for a belief in you.
That I prayed for justice and peace, fought with passion and love.
I believe in you.....




Orius Kryptos
2020BC

4th Morning

Would I die in peace?
Can I?
If I did not feel the way i've felt
How I am
Where I should be
Is here, with you
I can't, I cannot
If I could just hear
Whisper in my ear
Tell me, enrapture me
Must I?
Weep, pray and hope
Nothing more I could ever want
You beside me
Yet
You are no more
Only the quiet breeze
The sweet reminder of October rain
Lost, long before we
Could ever be
Leave me
Love me
Cherish me



My love...

Vacum Drill

Read once:

'You can tell what a guy is like by his underwear.'


Whoa. In camp, there's a ton of underwear. Beautiful and disgusting alike.
Well, it's been forever since i've come back on the com, work and things held me up. Been lots of changes, turnabouts and dramatic nonsense, so i'll update when it comes to mind.




Or when it seems good.