Friday, June 2, 2006

Hunger Eternal
By: Johnathon R. Bloodmire

Lyrics 1
Whispers in the wind
Skies turn to night
The moon is burning red
Demons dance across the shadows

Locked away in wood
Waiting for the darkness
Sleep is ending soon
And the endless hunt for slaughter

Chorus
Plagued with Hunger Eternal
The constant search for blood
All emotions are blurred in silence
and they are forever lost

Handed to Hunger Eternal
More are born in death
A cancer that is ubsurd
and they becomes so hollow

Lyrics 2
The hunters seek their prey
Sniffing about for virgin
Blood that is not tainted
Delicious life unsundered

The unexpecting victim
Without a knowing cause
Given the kiss of an angel
and the heart ticks no longer

Chorus
Plagued with Hunger Eternal
The constant search for blood
All emotions are blurred in silence
and they are forever lost

Handed to Hunger Eternal
More are born in death
A cancer that is ubsurd
and they becomes so hollow

Lyrics 3
As light renders the horizon
They soon rush away
Back down into the earth
back inside the coffin

The warmth return to the world
and they become so cold
Life begins to walk again
and they return to slumber

Chorus
Plagued with Hunger Eternal
The constant search for blood
All emotions are blurred in silence
and they are forever lost

Handed to Hunger Eternal
More are born in death
A cancer that is ubsurd
and they becomes so hollow

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Wednesday, May 31, 2006

I am broken.... for any who care about me.... if you want to know what is going on.... just leave me a message and I will PM you....

Also, Billy, my dear friend, I am going to come see you today. Its important.

In Blood and Glory
Bloodmire
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Sunday, May 28, 2006

Mardel awoke in a moment of unknowing, his mind clouded in confusion. Trying to get up, he was struck with withering pain and a river of hot liquid burst from his chest. Laughter burst into the air and echo within his head like melted steel. Opening his blue glazed eyes, he could see the wicked hag holding a doll shaped like him.
Smiling with a toothless maw, the ancient hag fell to her knees and started to crawl around Mardel, her wrinkled and diseased corpse cluching the doll tightly in her hand. Her eyes glowed with glee and climbed upon him, pushing back her white shocked hair from her body, revealing her nude body. And of all that, she reaked of the rotting and copper smell of flesh and blood.
Leaning over him, she began to lap up the cooling thick nector from his chest, giggling like a child as she gulps down. Then, moving like a snake up his chest, she came to face him, staring through her colorless dull eyes at his face.
"My dear. My dear. You feel my body so. Such exubberent force your life is. So strong with the living. Soon, it will all be mine."
With another wave a cackling laughter, her body began to change, her once aged body had began to change, becoming young and taking the form of a beautiful woman.
"Soon my dear, I will once again be young and I shall leave this place. I will be able to walk among others. I will seduce and embrace men. I shall greedily eat the flesh of children. And this is all because of you."
As she gloated over her new life she was about to begin, Mardel's lips began to move and whisper, his left hand drawling in the sand. Noticing this, she looked down at his hand.
"What are you doing?"
Turning his hand around, fire burst from his hand and engulfed the womans hand and hair, burning away her scalp and the doll she carried. In a tantrum of screams and curses, Mardel regained control of his body and pulled a dagger from his belt and stabbed it into her left breast. Rolling off him, she started to crawl off to a dark hallway.
Straining in pain, he lifted himself on to one knee and uttered profanity. Blood gushed like a river his chest. Wuickly he covered it and spoke words of power, lighting his hand in a holy glow, and shining brightly. As he took it away, the wound was no longer there, only a lasting red scar.
Relieved from the pain, he finally got to his feet and pulled the two rapiers from their sheathes and chased after her, a solid and grim resolve on his visage.
Entering the hall way, he was quickly walled off by a number of minions under the hag. There were goblin and orcs with leather armor and clubs and two ogres with iron melded hands, all ready to kill Mardel.
First came the goblins, their numbers reaching the most and more vicious than the others, ganging up on their victim. But Mardel was not afraid. He waded within them, his quick blades slice and stabbing into the small skulls of the moldy green monsters, their flesh holding no ristance. In moments, they were dispatched with a final whining cry.
The next assault was the orcs. Their clubs crashing down with thunderous blows at Mardel. Dodging around, he began to use the creatures attacks against them, forcing one to hit the other or create an opening for his own attacks. Taking a much longer time to kill all of them, he took his time and ensured not one was left standing.
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Saturday, May 27, 2006

Mardel awoke in a moment of unknowing, his mind clouded in confusion. Trying to get up, he was struck with withering pain and a river of hot liquid burst from his chest. Laughter burst into the air and echo within his head like melted steel. Opening his blue glazed eyes, he could see the wicked hag holding a doll shaped like him.
Smiling with a toothless maw, the ancient hag fell to her knees and started to crawl around Mardel, her wrinkled and diseased corpse cluching the doll tightly in her hand. Her eyes glowed with glee and climbed upon him, pushing back her white shocked hair from her body, revealing her nude body. And of all that, she reaked of the rotting and copper smell of flesh and blood.
Leaning over him, she began to lap up the cooling thick nector from his chest, giggling like a child as she gulps down. Then, moving like a snake up his chest, she came to face him, staring through her colorless dull eyes at his face.
"My dear. My dear. You feel my body so. Such exubberent force your life is. So strong with the living. Soon, it will all be mine."
With another wave a cackling laughter, her body began to change, her once aged body had began to change, becoming young and taking the form of a beautiful woman.
"Soon my dear, I will once again be young and I shall leave this place. I will be able to walk among others. I will seduce and embrace men. I shall greedily eat the flesh of children. And this is all because of you."
As she gloated over her new life she was about to begin, Mardel's lips began to move and whisper, his left hand drawling in the sand. Noticing this, she looked down at his hand.
"What are you doing?"
Turning his hand around, fire burst from his hand and engulfed the womans hand and hair, burning away her scalp and the doll she carried. In a tantrum of screams and curses, Mardel regained control of his body and pulled a dagger from his belt and stabbed it into her left breast. Rolling off him, she started to crawl off to a dark hallway.
Straining in pain, he lifted himself on to one knee and uttered profanity. Blood gushed like a river his chest. Wuickly he covered it and spoke words of power, lighting his hand in a holy glow, and shining brightly. As he took it away, the wound was no longer there, only a lasting red scar.
Relieved from the pain, he finally got to his feet and pulled the two rapiers from their sheathes and chased after her, a solid and grim resolve on his visage.
Entering the hall way, he was quickly walled off by a number of minions under the hag. There were goblin and orcs with leather armor and clubs and two ogres with iron melded hands, all ready to kill Mardel.
First came the goblins, their numbers reaching the most and more vicious than the others, ganging up on their victim. But Mardel was not afraid. He waded within them, his quick blades slice and stabbing into the small skulls of the moldy green monsters, their flesh holding no ristance. In moments, they were dispatched with a final whining cry.
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Thursday, May 25, 2006

Mardel awoke in a moment of unknowing, his mind clouded in confusion. Trying to get up, he was struck with withering pain and a river of hot liquid burst from his chest. Laughter burst into the air and echo within his head like melted steel. Opening his blue glazed eyes, he could see the wicked hag holding a doll shaped like him.
Smiling with a toothless maw, the ancient hag fell to her knees and started to crawl around Mardel, her wrinkled and diseased corpse cluching the doll tightly in her hand. Her eyes glowed with glee and climbed upon him, pushing back her white shocked hair from her body, revealing her nude body. And of all that, she reaked of the rotting and copper smell of flesh and blood.
Leaning over him, she began to lap up the cooling thick nector from his chest, giggling like a child as she gulps down. Then, moving like a snake up his chest, she came to face him, staring through her colorless dull eyes at his face.
"My dear. My dear. You feel my body so. Such exubberent force your life is. So strong with the living. Soon, it will all be mine."
With another wave a cackling laughter, her body began to change, her once aged body had began to change, becoming young and taking the form of a beautiful woman.
"Soon my dear, I will once again be young and I shall leave this place. I will be able to walk among others. I will seduce and embrace men. I shall greedily eat the flesh of children. And this is all because of you."
As she gloated over her new life she was about to begin, Mardel's lips began to move and whisper, his left hand drawling in the sand. Noticing this, she looked down at his hand.
"What are you doing?"
Turning his hand around, fire burst from his hand and engulfed the womans hand and hair, burning away her scalp and the doll she carried. In a tantrum of screams and curses, Mardel regained control of his body and pulled a dagger from his belt and stabbed it into her left breast. Rolling off him, she started to crawl off to a dark hallway.
Straining in pain, he lifted himself on to one knee and uttered profanity. Blood gushed like a river his chest. Wuickly he covered it and spoke words of power, lighting his hand in a holy glow, and shining brightly. As he took it away, the wound was no longer there, only a lasting red scar.
Relieved from the pain, he finally got to his feet and pulled the two rapiers from their sheathes and chased after her, a solid and grim resolve on his visage.
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Wednesday, May 24, 2006

^_^
Mardel awoke in a moment of unknowing, his mind clouded in confusion. Trying to get up, he was struck with withering pain and a river of hot liquid burst from his chest. Laughter burst into the air and echo within his head like melted steel. Opening his blue glazed eyes, he could see the wicked hag holding a doll shaped like him.
Smiling with a toothless maw, the ancient hag fell to her knees and started to crawl around Mardel, her wrinkled and diseased corpse cluching the doll tightly in her hand. Her eyes glowed with glee and climbed upon him, pushing back her white shocked hair from her body, revealing her nude body. And of all that, she reaked of the rotting and copper smell of flesh and blood.

If you want more, tell me ^_^
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Friday, May 12, 2006

One way
I seem to be going one way. Only one way. Just straight ahead, though every path seems different. No matter the choices I make, it is always one way I will go. I am not allowed to make a different path. I am fated to be this way. I don't believe it. I will not believe it. I am my own free person. But so many things confuse me. They touch me and molest my soul. But I know better. I know much more than this damn road. Heh, But still, I walk only one way. One way to nowhere.

To someone special!

I am burning. Burning with desire. Desire for her. For her the queen of my heart. My heart that is locked by a key. The key to that place of my heart of hearts. My heart of hearts that hides my secrets. My secrets that never lie nor decieve. Lie nor decieve anyone but me. Me who smiles and laughs with morbid intent and selfish dispair. Selfish despair that ask no one to join. To join me is to take part of my sorrow. My sorrow that bleeds with pain. Pain that gives no strength. No strength worth my problems. Problems that share no common grounds. No common ground for one to tread. To tread upon the dreams of terror. Terror to dark to speak. Speak I do. I do in love for you. You my only one. One which only touches the deepest of my soul...
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Thursday, April 27, 2006

Times are changing for better or worse. All we can do is wait. We can try to push forward and we can try to look back, but changes none the less. It goes on and on and on so slowly. Speed is only in what you think. Slower and slower it seems to me but its nothing but a sweet and bitter and loving memory.
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Tuesday, April 18, 2006

Alone. Cold and Alone. Left without what is needed. The needed things that must be mend. Silent. Hollow and silent. Nothing to call love nor hate. The love nor hate that tempers the angers inside. Different. Flawed and Different. Grasping not what is wanted. The wanted being lost.
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Monday, March 27, 2006

Yay! I have a Xanga.... not really that big of a deal. Was talking into it. if anyone cares, its Johnathon_Bloodmire. Oh yeah, I moved out of my home and now live with some really cool people. Well see ya later.
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