Ilsa

A wiser man said, not so long ago, that there is a God. A God of pain. Of impalement, crucifixion, burning, branding, beating, brutality. Of flesh, torn by the tips of the finest leather whips. God of denial, whose mindless revisions, manipulat...

the act of seeing with ones own eyes to prove a loss as real skull and bone on stainless steel skull and bone amid earth and stone needles nails slugs and snails on stainless steel bad teeth out my dirty mouth tell my tale they assured me we'd have a cup of te...

armstrong's mixture powerful potion those moments we catch ourselves unaware wet darkness where deepest revelations swim swallow chill ethers from the seas that boil below subconscious modoko maldoror I am a moth to your fatal flame ashes on thy altar armstron...

A wiser man said, not so long ago, that there is a God. A God of pain. Of impalement, crucifixion, burning, branding, beating, brutality. Of flesh, torn by the tips of the finest leather whips. God of denial, whose mindless revisions, manipulate the past, wit...

I spit, vomit, thick, white smoke, across endless riffs in fields and waves. Not unnerved, or deterred, by all it surrounds. Blue Moon Haze, clouds my vision clears my mind, clears my vision, clouds my mind. I reach out, further than ever before. To grab britt...

if not actively reminded constantly forgotten from horrific to the everyday first as tragedy then as farce sharpened dulled in rapid succession across generation back in familiar territory butt-deep in furthest reaches standing in the orange clay by ruins of f...

An altar Obsidian Black eyes to see Obscene tongues speak Kissed in true devotion A Hydra spouts To foul the air Poisonous breath The lies of Gabriel Chosen sect Slithers 'neath Mountains of light Ablaze In the flames Of war Ocean Eyes Shine a fascist brine...

Sick and dying in my bed these bastards come to me Saying "Son, you'll live another day, for this deal we'll offer thee." I listened with attention full to their deal for me. For life, I'd have to sell my soul Bound to them I'd be. "Well I am but of eightee...

while I may not yet consort with gods I've lived to see and speak of the great god pan ridiculed by the flock flipping through their channels struggling to swim upstream a surer source pulls my pen at attention across page after page gross bits of tasty gore m...

Stand back precious one! Perhaps you cannot see, but covered I lie in fleshless wounds Painfully reopened with each touch. Full of an ooze toxic and caustic to porcelain skin. Though you've never heard my cries in the night be thankful! For the constant rin...

I've been a foreign lander for several long years and more Among the brave commanders where the wild beasts howl and roar. I've conquered all my enemies both on the land and sea but you my dearest you Well, your beauty has conquered me. I can't build a ship w...

Human all too human! written in lonesome sorrow, holds hard truths. Herads downfall, in the newborn century. Oh what heavy hands! What armies at your command! I need not the blank expanse, canvas of unknown failures. Pitiful, as it plods, it drags behind it, t...

Spend my life In low lit rooms Nursing sour beer Lean on wet travertine Take another sip I’ll tell you the gist I’m a hermit in the city Heavy Metal Hikikomori Soaked in sludge Hair down to my knees Can’t remember What was I thinking A past that...

Grind the rotten teeth of a meth-head with the piss of a dog into paste. Bastard seed shot and mixed into potion. Blasphemous visions of ruin, and waste. Sew eight leathered rats together. Bind their tails with the hair from a corpse. Spread the portent, upon...

its coming it certainly is no wait not hands that call it is desire labyrinth leviathan desire no good no Evil only flesh and the patterns to which we submit it oh what pleasures we have to show you an eternity to know your flesh this is mine the god what yo...

Miscreants, Malfaisants. Man made monsters. Gather around, not for the breaking of bread. but of hearts and bones to be eaten, essence absorbed then expelled as other. So as it was shit, shall it be dung. Bring confidence back to my dreams, joyfullness of a...

Today, read of bravery of rebels long reposed Who proved their worth in deed, with a frown on the idle flock. Today. Valiance is no more. Shredded by a wind, lost in the maelstrom of time. What remains left is cowardice! Cancerous cowardice The false piety o...

Haul the pickaxe Pry that crowbar Slam sledgehammer, into rotted foundation. Let's rebuild house on no-man's land. Overlooked corners, no architect planned. I've seen red haired fox, wild turkey, baby deer, prowling proud early morning. Hungry, homeless, in a...

The soul is a pit oubliette in your gut deja vu shaky nausea quasy uneasy awful feelings identity a mask to me stale consolation prize my life is not to realize the prison of myself justifications shitty consolations holy shit you put a circle of candles aroun...

poure downe poure downe you wretched pow'rs devyne on me poor wretch and silly mayde some hope some hope some happ of him to have my heavy hart toayde pandolpho pandolpho some pitty pandolpho frame else with fyery feends to force on me your furious fates unles...

isobutyl nitrate headache rage fierce as fork-tongued wolves I can't think straight try to look first ask not assume apathy enemy of reason I mean passion and power power-lines criss-cross above and below though often unseen caught in the reigns of skeletal ty...

Wander through brush. Through thick wood. Over briar and sorrel, stepping and never seeing. Never needing rest or repose. The day begins its end. The night rises, ever so dark, ever so black. But one misplaced step spells chaos. One misplaced step into seeming...

In Newry town, I was bred and born, On Stephen's Green now I die in scorn. I served my time on the saddler's trade, but I was bound to be a roving blade. At seventeen I took a wife, loved him dearer than I loved my life; And for to keep him both fine and gay,...

I heed these pleas. These cries for entertainment I know this lustful craving for hot blood. The darkest fantasies, sweetest blasphemies with Sympathy and Love for none but one. I know the mass, the crowd will hear my call. The voices and traditions of today...

Yes that's him. A man I know well. Haunted. Gaunt is he. Hunchbacked, joker in silk and velour Conceals a sunken chest Curved, as a damned consumptive's. Skin and Bones Skin and Bones Sails and Masts Propel his locomotion Coffee rings and cigarette burns. Al...

in foul language I can't remember a stranger voice I'd never heard bellowing curses I found I could speak spell foul fearsome oaths flowed up from my bowels broken words dismantled at the root to colorfully float in unseen breeze creeping unnoticed til caught...

every morning we rise at dawn to sing the song the song of the saw blade the site is prepped the plans are drawn come work along the song of the saw blade extension cords powers assured singing the words the song of the saw blade we work all day at night we pl...

Black hearths, long crumbled, still stains from flames, remain. Unseen, stones fall to smother fertile soil. Day after day, piles hundred on thousands. Duchy of Brittany, palace and prison, where bones of master and slave rot incognizant, to class, country or...

Mortified by the lack of conscience, Our sanctity bears no relevance. Insignificance is our existence, Hear the litany of life's persistence. Our pleas for mercy fall upon unhearing ears, Take my life, my soul, wipe away these bitter tears. Vanquished in the n...

I heard a cry a muffled scream A woman's I'm sure Late one night as I crossed the Queen's Chapel Bridge No other commuters Tired and insular, heard the noise, A sound that punctures, Ruptures guilt. I should have done more, I knew then I should not walk away...

Uprooted, utterly lost without guidance to search through these halls of long abandon. To search. Search to reclaim what is lost. Powers gone, all strengths depleted. Abandoned, is selfish optimism. Abandoned for today, it does not return. Alone, Alone and thi...

Bow, pledge addiction. Allegiance, to vain narration, and conquest of our dreams. Our warped windows, poorly masked misery. Already so familiar, in its anonymity. Busted freights flash by. I hear I'll learn, in time, to tune out the squeals of steel. The fum...