by Ash | Jul 24, 2010 | The Prophets
In the Glass City of Gomorrah, there is a whore house… and it is there the concubines gather to hush the King of the smallest vineyard to sleep. He goes in there to seek solace for he is deemed a failure in all ways when measured against the other Kings.... by Ash | Jul 14, 2010 | The Prophets
The song of the siren beckons in the night. Take me down to the ocean floor that I may drown in the depths of your light. For all my trespasses, I would gladly pay with long kiss goodnight. If I do not return, pray keep your memories of me safe from all things bright... by Ash | Jul 12, 2010 | The Prophets
Nothing left to say; the void is growing by the day. Lost everything in a fray; now there’s no one left to play. The beast was here all along… by Ash | Jul 7, 2010 | The Prophets
On nights when we are sane, we hide our blades so no one can see them. On nights when we are insane, we go hunting for members of the Englishman’s Motherfuggin’ Morons Association (They’re actually members of the Puppet King’s ragtag band of... by Ash | Jul 5, 2010 | The Prophets
SNUFF MOVIE I’ve walked in circles, I’ve lost my way a long time ago. Its delusional to think this journey was meant to be, while taking shelter under the weeping willow. I have secured hostages; I have taken pleasure in murdering inflated egos in this...
