Tales of a Madman 149 (Apparatus Oratio) by yzkethrag, literature
Literature
Tales of a Madman 149 (Apparatus Oratio)
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Tales of a Madman 148 (And They Took Our Moon.) by yzkethrag, literature
Literature
Tales of a Madman 148 (And They Took Our Moon.)
No longer it is there, and the tides are null nor do we spin our ways and they took our moon. Scorched desolation beneath the sun, the seas are toxic with the dead in the trenches the land are made bare with metal skeletons ever-reaching survival is naught but a desperate war against humanity itself. No cycles of day or night, time feels useless now we either die or we don't and they took our moon. There is hope in the smallest of ways, the madmen of science in the last bastions of order is build a new moon from metal and stone of our Earth truly we have lost our connection to reason. (And yet...) I cling to this strangeness, wishing it will work trembling with fervent anticipation forcing a smile as the behemoth flies. (This time...) THEY WILL NOT TAKE OUR MOON.
Tales of a Madman 147 (Modern Tooth Faerie). by yzkethrag, literature
Literature
Tales of a Madman 147 (Modern Tooth Faerie).
The drills go down, after the needles came hooks into flesh, words of comfort is spoken you feel calm, you are safe hands on tools, working at bone and flesh. Piece by piece, they take the you out of you but you let them, this you that is your pain you've suffered so long, until it became too much even for you, even for someone like yourself. The teeth is laid bare, torn asunder by a machine scream the sensation is fleeting, water of the sea fills your mouth you drink in relief, your mouth was dry the vacuum and the air blows takes away the rest. Five lights flare, illuminates the sickness the things which hurt, the aching flesh and bone but now it is gone, the anguish is finally defeated thread is put in, to help the healing. It is done, they tell you to take care they want you to come back, take out the stitches you muse in your mind, that the dentist might be of the Fae whom deals in teeth, and you thank them aloud for their care.
Tales of a Madman 146 (A Mighty Cloud). by yzkethrag, literature
Literature
Tales of a Madman 146 (A Mighty Cloud).
A mighty looking cloud, always forever transfixed in the sky neither thunder or rain nor when the forests die never when the bones cry in pain. There you stand, here we stand looking up at one cloud which is grand. Time forgotten, but everything else moved onward except us.
Tales of a Madman 145 (Endless Night/Shining Sun). by yzkethrag, literature
Literature
Tales of a Madman 145 (Endless Night/Shining Sun).
Endless night despite the shining sun,
the light of its fire is fading
no more glorious ire or frivilous fun
dark trees now clawing in the sepulcher shading
of this world there is naught a soul
dancing nor laughing.
Ash now fills this singular view
decrepit churches stands broken open
no roof and no pews
just the blackened skies
with no stars twinkling reassurance of comfort
in this never-ending night
despite the sun hanging high in the sky
its light is gone and the disc is a mere shadow.
So we prayed to the Heavens,
and we prayed to the Below
in the depths an answer came
in the sky a judgement came
we are but the memories of those who died
Tales of a Madman 143 (Reap). by yzkethrag, literature
Literature
Tales of a Madman 143 (Reap).
Take a pill and lose control,
empty yourself of senses (become dull)
become a hollow shell
drain the demon inside (claw marks down on the ground)
fill it back up with liquid mindlessness.
Now you're like everyone else,
that's what you wanted (a path of least resistance)
had no other choices
that's what you told yourself (keep the lie)
there was no other option.
Carry those heavy chains
you don't have the strength to break them
if you had your demons now (Resist!)
maybe you had been free by now
but you choose peace instead (the hard way out).
You cannot win but now you will not lose (Congratulations!)
we hoped you would enjoy this stagnatio
Tales of a Madman 142 (Fear the Sea). by yzkethrag, literature
Literature
Tales of a Madman 142 (Fear the Sea).
There's something wrong with the sea,
its water is burning me
I hope it's just a bad dream
and then the creatures starts scream
a cacophony of dying despair.
And then the sea started to sing
a siren song of "come to us",
a drink allures like nothing else
wanting me to die
as I go further from it.
The dripping sensation of sound,
brings me to fear and dread
I dare not to drink
drops brings a feeling of murderous intent
where the sea once was.
I know its bringing us down,
the water of this world
thinking and patient
a living flood bent on death
it's a waiting abyss beneathe.
It'd be nice to see the sun again,
but we have no more ways to hid
Tales of a Madman 149 (Apparatus Oratio) by yzkethrag, literature
Literature
Tales of a Madman 149 (Apparatus Oratio)
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Tales of a Madman 148 (And They Took Our Moon.) by yzkethrag, literature
Literature
Tales of a Madman 148 (And They Took Our Moon.)
No longer it is there, and the tides are null nor do we spin our ways and they took our moon. Scorched desolation beneath the sun, the seas are toxic with the dead in the trenches the land are made bare with metal skeletons ever-reaching survival is naught but a desperate war against humanity itself. No cycles of day or night, time feels useless now we either die or we don't and they took our moon. There is hope in the smallest of ways, the madmen of science in the last bastions of order is build a new moon from metal and stone of our Earth truly we have lost our connection to reason. (And yet...) I cling to this strangeness, wishing it will work trembling with fervent anticipation forcing a smile as the behemoth flies. (This time...) THEY WILL NOT TAKE OUR MOON.
Tales of a Madman 147 (Modern Tooth Faerie). by yzkethrag, literature
Literature
Tales of a Madman 147 (Modern Tooth Faerie).
The drills go down, after the needles came hooks into flesh, words of comfort is spoken you feel calm, you are safe hands on tools, working at bone and flesh. Piece by piece, they take the you out of you but you let them, this you that is your pain you've suffered so long, until it became too much even for you, even for someone like yourself. The teeth is laid bare, torn asunder by a machine scream the sensation is fleeting, water of the sea fills your mouth you drink in relief, your mouth was dry the vacuum and the air blows takes away the rest. Five lights flare, illuminates the sickness the things which hurt, the aching flesh and bone but now it is gone, the anguish is finally defeated thread is put in, to help the healing. It is done, they tell you to take care they want you to come back, take out the stitches you muse in your mind, that the dentist might be of the Fae whom deals in teeth, and you thank them aloud for their care.
Tales of a Madman 146 (A Mighty Cloud). by yzkethrag, literature
Literature
Tales of a Madman 146 (A Mighty Cloud).
A mighty looking cloud, always forever transfixed in the sky neither thunder or rain nor when the forests die never when the bones cry in pain. There you stand, here we stand looking up at one cloud which is grand. Time forgotten, but everything else moved onward except us.
Tales of a Madman 145 (Endless Night/Shining Sun). by yzkethrag, literature
Literature
Tales of a Madman 145 (Endless Night/Shining Sun).
Endless night despite the shining sun,
the light of its fire is fading
no more glorious ire or frivilous fun
dark trees now clawing in the sepulcher shading
of this world there is naught a soul
dancing nor laughing.
Ash now fills this singular view
decrepit churches stands broken open
no roof and no pews
just the blackened skies
with no stars twinkling reassurance of comfort
in this never-ending night
despite the sun hanging high in the sky
its light is gone and the disc is a mere shadow.
So we prayed to the Heavens,
and we prayed to the Below
in the depths an answer came
in the sky a judgement came
we are but the memories of those who died
Tales of a Madman 143 (Reap). by yzkethrag, literature
Literature
Tales of a Madman 143 (Reap).
Take a pill and lose control,
empty yourself of senses (become dull)
become a hollow shell
drain the demon inside (claw marks down on the ground)
fill it back up with liquid mindlessness.
Now you're like everyone else,
that's what you wanted (a path of least resistance)
had no other choices
that's what you told yourself (keep the lie)
there was no other option.
Carry those heavy chains
you don't have the strength to break them
if you had your demons now (Resist!)
maybe you had been free by now
but you choose peace instead (the hard way out).
You cannot win but now you will not lose (Congratulations!)
we hoped you would enjoy this stagnatio
Tales of a Madman 142 (Fear the Sea). by yzkethrag, literature
Literature
Tales of a Madman 142 (Fear the Sea).
There's something wrong with the sea,
its water is burning me
I hope it's just a bad dream
and then the creatures starts scream
a cacophony of dying despair.
And then the sea started to sing
a siren song of "come to us",
a drink allures like nothing else
wanting me to die
as I go further from it.
The dripping sensation of sound,
brings me to fear and dread
I dare not to drink
drops brings a feeling of murderous intent
where the sea once was.
I know its bringing us down,
the water of this world
thinking and patient
a living flood bent on death
it's a waiting abyss beneathe.
It'd be nice to see the sun again,
but we have no more ways to hid
Greetings, Earthlings! Call me Yz, I come in peace.
Tales of a Madman is a thing I do. I make parodies of songs too. Some days I submit something "artsy" which are made in dAmuro. Something new I might do is Larceny Needed.
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