Fiends

They came straight for us in the middle of the day

Decaying strange horrors of yellow things with swinging blades

Some were missing legs, still making their way at a quickened pace

It's now a panicked race as crowds begin to fade

Staggered brains making claims to what they see

but fiends were never featured on any TV screen

And now begin the screams of many hes and many shes

Even the children are seen as weaker enemies

Creatures from some place not close by

Had hidden amongst us in pure day light

What is the point of fear coming in the midst of the night

If they're not able to see us run for our lives.

Nostros Adamas

The violence dies down
There's now no one around
Except for a man standing still
In the center of town
A beast among giants
With ear piercing silence
His presence appears
When they're done their compliance

If there's anything more terrifying
Than Fiends chopping up children crying
Is a monster of a man
That finds it all satisfying
Though for a moment we lock eyes
And I just know deep inside
That he's tired and torn
Broken and worn
Hating himself for ending these lives
But now the Fiends are leaving
And I'm left here grieving
That I watched so much death
And heard so much screaming
Suddenly it was clear
as to why this man was here
He is the one that does all their cleaning

Repression's the bomb
Hate is the Trigger
The outcome's a 10.0
Of a Richter scale figure

Smil3 x}

The Doughnut Man

The doughnut man's a creepy, deep crater-mouthed creature
with tiny little eyes hid within his freakish features
A story you'll never hear read aloud from your teachers,
for the fact that he's a cannibalistic small-child eater
I am wondering, can a ballistic pass straight through his feeder,
less it exits the brain like a ten speed repeater
Is your daughter important? Cause I think he wants to eat her
It's cute name's a trick like those twisted trippy mirrors

His teeth are like the grinders in your garbage disposal
composed full of bones that he ground into shrapnel
Wrapped in his tongue, like a trap for young ones
retracting them back from where his lingua sprung
They can scream as they run, but for him it's just fun
to hunt for his breakfast, unless they're defective
Cemented, expecting the worst as projected
Collecting selected, despite their objection
His predilection is interjection of infections infesting
their chest for congestion with viruses nesting
Detesting the pressing of breathe from exhaustion;
the virus corrodes the rib cage, top to bottom
 
His tongues tasters are set at the highest of levels
He revels in darkness much worse than the devils
But trust me, it's disgusting;
he chokes and foams when he's hungry
He gargles foul vomit when his throat gets too crusty
There no stopping the throbbing pumping pulsating membrane
It's the very scary reason that he's insane in the first place

But now listen, dear children
there's good news that you're missing
It's alright To sleep at night
and there's no need to shake with fright
He doesn't hide in the closet,
nor can he fit under beds,
and there aren't any windows
big enough for his head
He comes straight thought your doorway
During the daylight instead,
and chops up your family
like slices of bread.

~GRIZZLEtheBEAR

Fredric, The Death Conductor

Fredric the Death Conductor
Finds and takes the hearts that rupture
He submerges fast with traps to capture
The souls of those that will not rapture
Decapitating procrastinating,
Crippled fools with his cowcatcher

He works in the name of sin
Burning corpses in his train's oven
Drilling through the earth's hard crust
Grinding molten rocks to dust

"Emerging from the void with my twisted locomotive,
A screaming steam beast, with razored teeth for a feast
I will chase down the victims with severe lack of motive
And decease them to pieces without any good reason 
Then I would scythe-up to slay them
Cutting paths through their brain stem
Removing pink morsels
With my hand so ever forceful
I use my train's cannons to blow holes through their torso
Returning to the void that I burrowed out from below.

Condemning happy soul I stole
To internal misconception
They are lost inside these drilled out holes
In eternal misdirection"

He is Death, but don't be impressed
He hates it because he will never rest
The breathe that he steals
Jealous is how he feels

~GRIZZLEtheBEAR

Every Vessel Must Sink Series

Preface, The Prophetic Estimation

I'm singing the words you must not have heard.
We will bring out the birds for the herd that will die.
Written letters of the words in the books that don't lie.
Abandon this vessel headed straight for the tides.
Misleading greetings leading killers through eyes.
This lust will stray when it's been disguised.

A.k.a.
Bring out the song that will bring down the sky.
Stacking body upon body, towered mountains high.
Sitting volume upon volume, stories of which will testify.
Until I crash these waves over your design.
You've met the mistress that would cause your distress.
I'll tell you dear boy this is no ploy of my interest.
But my vengeance lies in wait
Waiting vengefully patient for that day
To hunt down those who hated Hate
But sent me to it's grave

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EVMS pt.1, The First Encounter

Every time I write to you
I'm sailing broken shipps to sea
Every word I ever send
Is never returned back to me
Like my crew, my letters drown.
Their bodies buried in the ground.
Your hate, your rage your vile speech
It tears, destroys, My hull is breached

Monsters board to slay
There's no one here to save the day
With my hands I had designed
With led and ink and with my mind
These Fiends that pierce my broken heart
Of paper cuts and pencil marks

A girl alike the one i've seen
Too many time within my dreams
Appears within this wreckage scene
A perverted mix between machine
and god-like mediocraty
They are her Fiends, and she's their Queen
Leading them into a feast

I surpassed this amassed caste
of yellowed rotting skin grafts
with guillotine-like transplants
that cut fast like cast glass
straight through the sail's mast
I dashed and held fast
To the helm steering the ship's path

I'll steer course, with full force
towards the rocks far offshore
But the hoard swarms, surrounding
as gore lays around me
from my crews mutilated bodies
I could here their Queen applauding
and I screamed to those marauding,
"You've destoyed my ship, and killed my crew
but my life will never fall to you."

I dove into the sea
Letting the waves carry me
Away from my ship they pilliaged
Returning quickly to the village

Fiends

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EVMS pt.2, The Massacre

Our fears of the night
Were made clear in the day
Demons sank our ships at the harbor
While we watched from the bay
They came as quick as they left;
Cutting throats with their blades
Neck / Sword = Nothing to say
Tides rose ashore to wash these corpses away
Our men never wanted the land as their grave

Upon steeds forged in stone,
They crushed and powdered our bones
Upon their bridle rode monsters with faces not shown
Lighting torches and arrows to set fire to homes
They left a feast for the vultures and scraps for the crows
All around me were beast-slaughtered lives I had known

These Fiends released hounds

Of infected flesh mounds
To distort the order
Of this boarded up town
Bracing myself, while thinking how funny,
That I am still here while even dead men are running.

Gunning from every ship in the harbor

Bullets pierce fierce,
tearing straight through their armor
Harder beats my scarred heart in tatters
Ammo scatters and shatters,
Like breaking glass platters
Through steel enforced skulls,
Burning straight through brain matter

They bring Disaster,

but it's too bad I shoot faster
Still my bullets smash like plaster
against the bass tones in their laughter
And after I scatter in a shameful coward manner
I turn my eyes to see the approaching of their master
Encroaching like the shadow of night fall but much vaster

Hounds fg.1

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EVMS pt.3, Escape

He clears out the forest with his nexus of voices
barricading exits, irritatingly few choices
I must run from these beasts that bear flaming torches
They're spreading swift like the wind in sin driven forces

They have destroyed house and home

With their chiseled hearts of brick and stone
I'll return the way I came. There's nowhere left to go
Even if I main my way through their flesh and bone

I have to regain the high ground

Before they burn down this whole town
But these blighted hounds are vicious
and would find my body tastes delicious
So i will sneak around the back
Avoiding potential attention i attract
But now it's too late, as my thinking's turned to regrets
Because the watchful dogs can clearly hear my footsteps

Cracking my hammer across one's skull with a shatter

I pull pack to implant through another's brain matter
It's muscle's contract mid attack from my bat
It's skewers miss my muscle, slicing deep into the fat
The rest ran away stammered alerting their breeder
That turned out to be some kind of human flesh eater

With no eyes to see me and a large mouth for feeding

It's grotesque hunger was the real creature leading
Vexed and enraged, it can sense my arm's bleeding
What it can't sense in my hand is a tool for face-beating

I bring my sledge down,

Imbed this edge into it's crown,
And finish off by splintering
The bones around it's mouth
It falls to the ground
It's blood chokes and drowns it out
I cock back my mallet for one final clout

I divide the side of it's mind

Stake-like teeth impale it's hide
Squirming and writhing
Screeching loudly like a siren
It's kicking and fighting
I must kill it before they find me
Hiding away is no longer an option
I shouldered a boulder
to roll towards and squash him
Releasing a rotten, foul-smelling toxin

With caution, my feet set off like a shotgun

It's a long run back to the now broadened common
Filled with wreckage and mayhem
From these horsemen of arson
Who harken the pardon
Of their dark-hearted Sovereign

Flesh Eaters

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EVMS pt.4, Catastrophe

It was quiet
Nothing but the crackles of embers
Bodies of the hacked and dismembered
Scattered around in the vicious windy weather
Trying my best to remember

In silence
The many years that passed me
When I could've been here to hold my family
Instead of causing tragedy
But they're dead and so is the rest of my humanity

In Words
Of All that was left unsaid
I am sorry for wasting your time on dead ends
When my life ends I will call on you watching from heaven
'Less i'm driven directly with percision trajectory
Into a land that is filled with demonic entities
I'll defend while avenging
The reason this war's ending
Like the heretics bodies from nooses suspending

Hanging from branches made of horse hair and thread.
They fall like dead leaves when they break at the neck.
At the base of the tree from where they'd been swinging
They pick up their carcass' and find flesh for teething
To sharpen the daggers that hang from the ceiling
On the Inside of their mouth that were made for skin peeling
These fiends infected flesh of the fallen's fragile framework
A problem posing violent measures making something's brain burst
Their blood thirst is far worse than it was when they were first cursed

Is this worth all the strife of staying alive
I should just lay down my mallet and give up on life.
I can't let them win and leave others in danger
I rose to my feet in livid pitted anger

These sins can't go without punishment
I'll finish this in front of them
Before they see where traps are hid
I'll cut their throats and claim their heads