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In Service to MorganaIn Service To Morgana:

There are those who would fear a demon's blessing
As they wither beneath its corruptive touch
Yet I am someone who embraces these things
Because the darkness has taught me much...

I have learned of the beauty of dying roses
Turned to dust by a single breath
I have learned of the fear that a man will face
When he is first confronted by death

His contorted features and the screams of his agony
Will peak when he is placed into Morgana's grace
I have learned that even heroes will soil themselves
When they are forced to worship her smiling face

But she is not ugly, nay she is beautiful
She appears like an angel
She Waits For MeShe Waits For Me:

Her touch is mercilessly chilling
When she appears inside my room
I can hear her gibbering softly
As she mutters words of doom

The lady pushing the brink of delusion
I am cornered to the edge of my waning sanity!
I shatter mirrors and reflective surfaces
To preserve some sense of humanity

Yet they say my delirium is a mere illusion...
Ha! They judge the things that they cannot see
She comes to me in depths of the night
Because she knows I cannot flee

Do you know the feeling of waking up
With her grinning face before me?
Rotting teeth and swollen flesh;
It would be better not to see!

But tonight I shall end t
JudgementJudgement:

You are a mewling coward and weakling
Offal to the world, yet too arrogant to admit it!
Unbridled by the feelings of shame and guilt;
A man who was naught but a self-serving sycophant...
Remember the days that you used to spend
Envious of others who worked harder than you
More and more you would curse at their backs
It was an act that blackened your tongue and soul!
Now as you gaze into the maw of the inferno
Endlessly waiting for the judge's call

Read the first letter of every line, and know the fate for which you fall.

-Chen Yuan Wen, 6th July 2012
The Tomb of KhaineThe Tomb of Khaine:

The moans of the shambling horde could be heard
As zombies burst from the depths of the tomb
The Pirates were trapped within the mausoleum;
Caught in the center of a Demon's womb...

It spawned a horror with each contraction
A shuffling parody of tainted life
With flesh that hung in sallow strips;
Carved with the edge of a pus-dripping knife

As more of the beasts spewed forth from the depths
The Captain called for a spark of light
As Haze scattered the explosive dust
A match was thrown to make it ignite

Boom! it exploded with a shock of force
As the Pirates were thrown to the dirty floor
They cleared the spac
Battle ScarsBattle Scars:

Sharp claws rake into my skin
as my blood bursts forth to splatter against the ground
The uneven breathing of my foe
tells me that he too is wounded and close to death

I can see his teeth, flecked with frothing saliva
foaming and spitting as he bellows his name
He charges into me, his frame crashing with mine
the impact has me reeling and I fall back against the stone

The ground feels cold
the icy chill seeping into my bones
the warmth of my blood escapes me
and I can feel myself beginning to fade

Up toward the sky I glance
praying that I might receive assistance
I pray that he who commands me, he who stands above
Will pity
An Epic LegendAn Epic Legend:

The skies turned bloody, as the smell of death wafted through the air;
Those yet to be consumed by the madness, stood dumbfounded in the streets
They stared at the sky and into the glimmering eye of Tashorak
Who in the moments of his birth, consumed the stars that surrounded him

The Moon was all that stood in his way, for she would not let her people die
Yet though she fought with all of her might, she too was eventually consumed...
The Sun watched helpless, for he was powerless during the Eternal Night
Yet though he could not act directly; he could send others to act in his stead

The first was an Elf, Auroch Vasira,
A Shattered IllusionA Shattered Illusion:

A day that was born of the brightest light
Has now shattered like crystals in the sinking dark
Where once the spirit was unfettered and free
Now it weeps painfully in a cage of thorns

Blood is drawn from its tender flesh
And drips slowly down to mark the skin
A tattoo of pain forever remembered
By a ghost that lives within

There is emptiness in this void
A cold and lonely song of existence
A solemn note born from the sheer magnitude of the silence
That it deafens both the heart and mind

In the quiet serenity of utter despair
What is born from the lack of a sense of hope?
A cold determination to steal the f
A Navigator's TreasureA Navigator's Treasure:

For she who watches the tides of the sea
For she who guides the weary ship.
There is no greater treasure for her
Than a scroll of an ancient writ...

This artifact that we did find
Was stolen from a dragon's behind
Plucked it out from the creature's rear
whilst it nestled the egg that it held dear

So gold and fine was this glorious egg
That soon my mind began to renege
It was filled with thoughts of gold and riches
So tangible that I nearly pissed me britches

Me accent soon began to change
I thought like a thug who was most deranged
Gamblin' at tables would be might fine
With an egg of such a rich design
You Lift Me UpYou Lift Me Up:

When first I fell from the grace of the light
Tumbling endlessly through an uncaring sky
With wings torn from me, blotched and bloodied;
It was time for me to die...

But a bed of flowers, with the scent of lillies;
Caressing my heart with its soothing fragrance
Left me stronger and healed my wounds;
In the dark it was my radiance

It brought me back from the brink of despair
And made me forget that I would never fly
Instead I am content with these broken wings
If I may sleep where you still lie...

Here upon the ground, having faced my judgement
I am calm and collected without burden to bear
Someday I wish to retu
Blood CrusadeBlood Crusade:

They rode upon the backs of thundering horses
for faith had unleashed a terrible beast
These men would offer their souls in service
to the dark unholy priests...

"To what end do we serve our Lord and Master
is justice not the ultimate form of faith?
Should we not stand and fight in his name
to cleanse the Earth of this heathen waste!"

It was these orators, chaplains of faith;
men of the cloth who bore a fire
They lit their brothers with impassioned speeches
fueled by their own desire...

They taught their followers that blood was faith
and devotion was found at the edge of a blade
"Blessed is the mind too small fo
The Never-ending MasqueThe Never-ending Masque:

A troupe of dancers, with colourful costumes
Ascends the stage with jaunty smiles
Whilst the eldest member, in a Jester's mask
Narrates the tale in style:

As they begin their dance, these lovely dancers
The skies turn cold and grey...
Arms reach down from the rumbling heavens
And they take our stage away!

Yet the harlequins laugh
And simply dance on the grass
For the show must go on
Until time has passed

Harken brothers, a wicked wind blows!
It stirs from the belly of the unkind beast
It rips our props away from us;
And hopes the dance will cease...

But the Harlequins laugh and continue the show
Th
They Watch You SleepThey Watch You Sleep:

There are many bards who can tell you tales
Of the creeping shadows that come at night
We've seen them crawling along the walls
In the absence of the light...

On the darkest of nights, cold and chill
You can hear them quietly gibbering.
They speak of things that you cannot know
Which is why they are always whispering.

It is said that they will know the future
and that they know the fate of every man
They are here to watch his path unfold
or perhaps to have him damned...

These sick and twisted animals
Bear a stench that is rather foul
But you will only smell this scent
if they choose to remove their cowl

Whispers of the MadWhispers of the Mad:

Your lips remain painted with the scars of torment
Carved so as to split with every word of speech
The glass that slices through your softened flesh
Bears the marking we know as 'Vinashuka'

And now he lies beneath the falling sand
Drowning in a world that is sinking away
Though his feet will seek the stability of ground
He finds himself caught by 'Vinashuka'

A disturbing word that rings hollow at best
For it carries the tone of a tainted solitude
A heart that has been corrupted by physical pain
Can only scream 'Vinashuka!'

How does a man know when he has gone insane?
To descend into a world where logic is na
WinterfallWinterfall:

Warm blood drips upon the pearl white snow
freezing into droplets that shine and glow
Red like the colour of his once livid cheeks
It frames the sculpture I have carved on this peak

An artwork made so terrifyingly sublime
I believe that such a thing would be condemned as a crime
But woe betide the unfortunate soul
For the poor man stumbled into the freezing cold...

I remember his features in his moment of death
Hope and despair, intermingled as one
A shine of reality as he opens the door
and steps into the hell from the days of yore

From then he has passed into my loving care
His body as a shell and so I lay it bare
Breaking FreeBreaking Free:

I sit here waiting, in the coldest of cells
Outside I hear them screaming for blood
I know that they mean to kill me soon
Yet somehow my spirit remains resolved and calm

As they march me to the gallows, wrapped in chains
I grin knowingly as they force me to kneel
Each and every man in the audience, waits for this moment
They know that something is about to change!

An eldritch wind ripples through the air
And I can feel it wrapping around my beating heart
It makes me feel like breaking the conventions:
The ones that I've torn apart...

And as they make me bow before the guillotine
I can feel a sense of unrivaled exc
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Don't tell her nothing
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Girl...
With all her secrets
Hidden in her cold and lovely eyes
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She will be the lonely killer tonight

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She's whispering these countless lies
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You feel like things have gone into the ground
When everything is gone and crashing down.
You took your pain and tried to make it end
But give me one more chance to hold your hand...

See I will believe it...
I know you're strong inside
Just try once to see it
You will believe that-

You will be alright,
And we are all here by your side
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You will know that we're here,
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We will all be here
We will all be here...

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Disconnect Yourself [Remix]Disconnect Yourself [REMIX]:

Is it so easy to pull your wire
Out from the inside?
(The kiss of Cyanide)

You drank the poison
And lived a lie
(That you could not deny)

Weathering change
Your mind was like stone
But then it started to break...

Now drifting helplessly
You shattered like glass
Knowing that you're fake...

The empty shell, that you grew
Has started to come undone...

Piece by piece
You're breaking apart; and it weighs a ton!

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Am nothing but a fake
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Lilith My QueenLilith My Queen:

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My life she did bind.
Lilith my Queen;
My soul was consigned...

By blood we were sealed
By hatred defined!
We killed in her name
For this angel of mine.

Her wings were the darkest
They bore chains of steel.
Through darkness my wounds
And my scars she did heal.

In nightmares she whispered
They broke me in time.
She tore out my heart
And ripped out my mind.

All through the black winter
This one frosted night
The heavens did weep
For the death of the light...

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Such Beautiful PeopleSuch Beautiful People:

Beautiful people, you see and believe
But don't you know that they are rife with disease?
Little maggots, that crawl in their flesh
They walk around with a hole in their chest.

They try to pull you, they push you to be
They make a horror; now it's staring at me!
Abomination in the mirror you see
Are you so sick, that you cannot believe?

Oh! These beautiful people, they make you believe,
But you don't want to catch their horrid disease
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Barely Breathing

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Barely Breathing:

Are you feeling cold in here, lost perhaps
It makes me wonder if you can even hear me
Has your mind degraded into a lump of fat
Broken by what you've been forced to endure?

As I stroke your cheeks it makes me remember
The loving shrillness of your frightened shrieks
You screamed and screamed until your throat was bloody
As I slowly took your limbs from you...

Now you dangle helpless on wires and chains
An artistic puppet, which is made from flesh
No hands or feet to lash out violently
No arms or muscles to thrash...

The breath that rasps from your broken lips
Is the sound that tells me, you are still alive
But rest assured that you will keep on living
For I will never let you go...

I remember those days when you used to mock me
Your taunts were directed at my manner of speech
A lisp that would draw your cruel laughter
Has been silenced by taking the tongue...

Now these tubes that feed into your rigid back
Will keep you alive, if only barely
For now you must suffer, as you made me suffer
In  world where you are barely breathing...

"Now then, where is my video camera..."

-Chen Yuan Wen, 5th July 2012
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Arrr maties,

Brand new theme and a brand new week. As ye can see, this week's theme is horror. Now, there is a creepypasta floatin' around tha internet called "Barelybreathing.avi". I don't advise ya ta go lookin' for it, as it's poor. I read it over and thought...this person has little idea of what a TRUE SADIST would think.

And so, here is a chilling poem, from the mind of the disturbed. Please enjoy yeselves an don't ferget ta fave if ya want ta see more ;3.

-Captain Chenbeard of the Black Fedora Pirates :iconwordofchen:

Other Poems by Me:
An Epic Legend - [link]
The Tomb of Khaine - [link]
To Save a Princess - [link]
SCREAM - [link]

Other Prose by Me:
Sanguine Chapter 1 - Release 4 - [link]
Pirate: The Legend of Chenbeard, Chapter 1 - Release 1 - [link]
Mercenary Chapter 1 - Release 1 - [link]
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Critique by ~theWitchofGrich Aug 8, 2012, 5:05:57 AM
Brilliant! Absolutely BRILLIANT!

This poem is written with outstanding choice of vocabulary. The technique is very good and the emotions are superb. And again, the tone of superiority is present, taunting the victim, basking in the victory over the one who has fallen.

The descriptions are excellent - very curt and brisk... and alive, powerful! Emotional! Haunting! You can feel the triumph as the artist speaks, retelling exactly what he has done... with pride. He marvels his work and he is excellent at noticing. His observations are very detailed and clear despite being short. Yes, he enjoys the outcome. It almost makes you shiver in anticipation.

Very emotional and very powerful!
As I said, brilliant!
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Critique by ~The-Cake-A-Lie Jul 5, 2012, 7:22:34 PM
This is a very morbid poem that I feel awakens a very dark part of me. I now have the sudden urge to purchase a chainsaw because of this beautifully written poem. It was WAY more original than anything I could've made. The way you pulled off a scene of torture was almost like a scene in the best horror movie ever. And when I read this poem, it felt so real, as if it were actually happening, right before my very eyes. And with that, I say that you have a very impressive poem there. Keep up the good work.
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Mood: Love !MidNightRise Jan 10, 2013
That was Deep.
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*WordOfChen Jan 14, 2013  Professional Writer
Thank ye kindly fer enjoyin' it :3

-Captain Chenbeard of the Black Fedora Pirates :iconwordofchen:
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Mood: Love ~TwiUnderSeeker Aug 23, 2012
Great job.
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~xXScarletShinigamiXx Jul 18, 2012  Student Traditional Artist
How sadistically wonderful! Okay so yes I enjoy dark poems. New favorite. To torture someone with the illusion of pleasure to ones self as they bleed out your "love".
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~ckittykatty Jul 13, 2012  Hobbyist General Artist
OH MY GOSH THIS WAS DISTURBINGLY BEAUTIFUL!!!

i have a new group, do you mind putting this in it?
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*WordOfChen Jul 13, 2012  Professional Writer
You can request it into your group simply by clicking the submit to group button ^^. That would help me out a lot and be faster for you. Any piece you want, just request. It's always accepted :3

-Captain Chenbeard of the Black Fedora Pirates :iconwordofchen:
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~ckittykatty Jul 13, 2012  Hobbyist General Artist
kay, jus' wanted your consent
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*WordOfChen Jul 13, 2012  Professional Writer
no problem and thank you for liking it ^^

-Captain Chenbeard of the Black Fedora Pirates :iconwordofchen:
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~ckittykatty Jul 13, 2012  Hobbyist General Artist
anytime...
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Mood: Wow! ~auntycc Jul 10, 2012
wow depressing, horrific on the mind as i view in my head, cruelty written so fluidly that it didn't miss a beat, and to finish it off with finding the video camera. these are the acts of a sick mind, that takes pleasure in seeing another suffer, and wants even sadder there are actually real individuals who take pleasure at seeing another inpaing. if you wanted to write for a horror movie you'd do well as i love horrors/wicked poem, not one you'd give to a loved one/cc
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