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Sir Knight...Sir knight, Why do you fight? To what May I ask Do you cling? What sort of light Do you see, In a world dark as night? What force is there That prevents your arm to tire Keeps your head up high? I cannot imagine What it is you hold. What secret knowledge Your experience has shown. So why If pride, And confidence, Be yours, Does your head hang low? Why do you retire the field? What defeat do you suffer That saddens you so? Ahh! Now I see No token Nor blessing Has any lady given thee.Sir Knight...
by ~SirChristophe
TransplantLie upon the table dear, We'll find out what's the matter here. Bite the rag and close your eyes Whilst i run and fetch my knives. Incisions with blades do i make, And a hammer with which your sternum to break. Cold steel bites into your pale skin, A cry escapes your thin, red lips. With skin peeled away,Transplant
Now just the bone is in the way. The hammer and chisel come out to play, And, quite quickly, it does give way. When I have cleared away the bloody mess, I do begin my passionate quest. I poke and prod and touch and feel, But what i see simply cannot be
by ~SirChristophe
MeltedStrike up the match, Put the ember to the wick. Now stand back and watch, The flame dance and flick.Melted
The heat is intense, The smell of burning hair, The scalp begins to peel, And the sent of melting flesh fills the air.
Sadistically you grin, The blood begins to boil. I flail desperately, And you douse me with gas and oil.
The flame roars louder now. You ask how it feels, I only scream and roll, My soul seeking to be free
When I am gone, When only ashes remain, I will live on in your shadow, And curse y
by ~SirChristophe
AddictionThis drug, The one so sweet So complete, I thought it all I should need.Addiction
Many’s the night
I would beg and plead Scratch and bleed Seeking to fulfill that need
Upon a night So bleak and dreary I received the object of my fury And it was as sweet as in my theory.
For days after it fed my fires, Playing on my every desire Seeming ne’er to tire Taking me higher, ever higher
Now it’s gone away The pleasure falls away And so readily it gives way To suffering, torment, and so much pain. &
by ~SirChristophe
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