The first day that I saw you
I thought you were so fine
I thought that you could be, That you could be the one
It took me weeks and weeks
To get the nerve to talk to you
I had such very high hopes
That you could be the one..
The childman screamed, throat rubbed raw with his cries and whimperings. He suffered and railed against his prison., wide eyes glossy with tears , sought solace in the surrounding darkness. only to find his cries echoed and reflected. He no longer cried so loud, nor as fierce. he felt his strength ebbing and he collapsed horrified into a corner. Bundled into a tight ball, knowing the battle was lost. His strength sapped away from him leaving him an empty shriveled shell.
Beyond the prison, in the murkey cascade of shadows which spun themselves around the boy/man, a distant core of Hate stirred and shifted. It felt the boy/man’s strength evaporating. With each passing moment he felt the barrier sputter and ripple. With the boy/mans end it would fall. And IT would spill forth to fill the vaccum that had formed of the man/boys heart and Its touch would be calcifying, its love would be casual Oblivion.
You think that you are hot stuff
Think that you’re pretty cool
But in my deck of cards now
You play the fool!
And when I look back on it
On all the wasted time
I spent just thinking about you
And wishing you were mine..
It knew what the man/boy wanted. it felt the curents of desire wax then wane within him, with each word spoken by that bloodkin of his, Jordan. It watched from the misting dew of the morning as the ivory Tower of Baldridge began to shudder. With each encounter with Jordan, It knew joy as cracks wound their way around the pale mortar like so many black veins of Sorrow. IT felt the man/boys pain, and with patience and strategy, it helped advance the onslaught. Fitting itself deep into the gouges and cracks and pressed itself outward even as the manboy screamed in agony at the loss of yet another piece of his heart. The mind was rent asunder and splintered. Shards of self set aflame with the fires of Cold hatred and cast into the shadows as darkness spilled forth like a poisoned embrace, eradicating memory and love. It was Hell. Sensation never ending. Desire unfullfilled, it was flesh everrending and blood spilled.
I had the fever but the fever is gone
I don’t want you anymore
Trying to shake you but you’re holding on
I don’t want you anymore
Thought you’re right but you’re Mr wrong
I don’t want you anymore
Sad but true, I’m over you!
I don’t want you anymore
Sunset clutched the sky pulling darkness down upon the landscape like a blanket. Hell was alive in the mind, like a fire set cold to burn, not flesh but the soul. Darkness pervaded thought and hammered the soft flesh of the manboy. The manchild Jeffery.
The manchild hung suspended in a receeding halo of light. Around it things unspeakable moved and shifted, surging forward every testing the boundary of protection that held the manboy. The boychild hung as if in midleap, a cry of such abandon, of deepest anguish painted his features blue. Color fleeing his flesh as the Light receeded further. His eyes ever widening at the creeping shadows and the Demon he knew waited just beyond it. It frightened him, the unspeakable burden of inevitability which hung around him, pressing against him with utter decimation.
The light had gone out of his eyes as did the joy and love he ever felt. The small body was thrust upward , carried with tremdous speed through the molesting shadows. he screamed and cried, arms flailing about for any handhold for any succor..
The man child Jeffery pleaded for mercy..
Hell Answered.
The emptiness was pierced by a final cry, the manchild was flung upright. Jeffery’s head hung back, dangling between his shoulders at such an angle not normal for any living man. His eyes were wide and vaccuous, lips a cold blue.
The shadows clutched and spun the body slowly as Hell surged through the emptiness. It enveloped the corpsechild and whispered promises into deaf ears.
The body twitched, riddled by spasms as Hell worked itself upon it.
Jeffery’s lips burned black as though touched by flame and withered back upon exposed gums. shockingly white teeth melted into one mass like heated wax–his smile twisted into a silent screaming grin.
The flesh grew taut around his bulging head, a droplet of red trickling down from the bridge of his nose where the flesh had torn.
The line of red ran jaggedly from his nose.. splitting his lips twain and finally flaking away from his bare skull like dust.
Hell entwined itself in the chill of cold blood and fresh muscle.
Shadows swept over the body, severing the meat of the boys throat, renching away the head as the corpse fell away into memory.
And once flesh was all but gone, Hell snuffed out the last burning embers of Light and Smiled across the expanse of Oblivion.
Lyrics by the Lunachicks.
