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Thursday, 4 February 2010

Beastly?

Stuff I found..

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WPpDyIJdasg to view video please copy from title and paste in a new tab as I couldnt post video

...right then, please ignore most of the dorky video, the first few opening scenes paint an image of what Beasts flat/house/castle could look like as a visual stimulus, but after that vid not relevent...but I decided to post the song more for the associations that the lyrics gave me and the feel of the accompanying meloncholic dispair and tormented sound.


sum more stuff i found...

Down in his basement, black as night The tools to perform his heinous rite The walls are lined to block the sounds Of frightened pleas of the tightly bound Little bodies, and innocent minds The unresisting he hopes to find His thoughts are filled with unspeakable acts With those defenseless against his attack (by dadapriest,

(http://www.gspoetry.com/pedophile-warning-adult-theme-hate-poems-373788.html)

The one time the red leafmakes sense is mid April, when it is held not completely unfolded yet to the naked green bones of a four-foot sapling crossed arms on the chest of cold skin

(Tom Riordan, http://www.poetrycircle.com/index.php?action=printpage;topic=12499.0)

No one knows who I am,
know one cares who I become,
my life is a dark empty room yet to be filled with memories, with friends
I always wanted to be known, to be loved, so when he entered my life the darkest night temperarily turned into the brightest morning. He told me he cared, he said he would be my friend, he filled my empty room. So when he left, all that I had, all that I am went with him.

(Parts from katherine parent, http://www.buzzle.com/articles/the-darkest-night.html)


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Beast and Bells relationship not looking to hopeful...

long lost words whisper slowly to me, still can't find what keeps me here, when all this time i've been so hollow inside. I know you're still there, watching me wanting me i can feel you pull me down, fearing you loving you, i won't let you pull me down. Hunting you, i can smell you - alive, your heart pounding in my head. Watching me wanting me, i can feel you pull me down, saving me raping me, watching me. I tried to kill the pain, but only brought more. I lay dying and i'm pouring crimson regret and betrayal, i'm dying praying bleeding and screaming, am i too lost to be saved, am i too lost?

My wounds cry for the grave, my soul cries for deliverance, will i be denied?
(again, evanescence lyrics...)

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