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... by Ash | Jun 28, 2010 | The Prophets
Someone asked me how I was last week. I asked if I can show him rather than tell him; for words fail me at times and the language of the Silver Tongue though is rich in numbers, lack a certain “Oooommmmpppphhhhhh!!” when required to describe something that... by Ash | Jun 26, 2010 | The Prophets
I spoke to a man yesterday who wanted to be everything other than what he was… a most disturbing encounter that left me feeling slimy after. To say it was unpleasant would be like calling a national disaster a minor mishap. As I listened to his reasoning to a...
