The Gothic revolution has now begun. Our world of darkness and decay shall rule eternally. All chavs and yobs will be enslaved forever. We are the monsters underneath your bed. We are the creatures that you've always feared. Inside our Gothic Cathedral of Doom we shall speak Satanic Verses against the earth. We will blot out the sun from your eyes. The Devil shall command you to scream blue murder. The moon shall be as pale as the lifeless corpse that you are. The dead shall arise in the sea of negativity. Creativity shall spring forth from the mouths of true Prophets. And frogs shall rain down on the earth for a year.
The Revelation has been spoken. Destiny calls the lonely homeward bound. Fragile Black Roses shall shatter in the winds of chaos. Tombs shall crack open and spew forth Nocturnal blood. Winged angels of darkness take flight. A frosted blue moon hangs in the silent skies above. Death Spells are spoken by Witches of Aradia. The sunsets of purple shall capture our hearts forever. The rivers of darkness and decay go on and on. Thirteen chimes from the Bell Tower Clock. It rings in the midnight air with a fearsome omnipresence. All shadows succumb to the witchhearts of destruction. Nothing escapes the binding rhythms of Nekromantium.
Then I heard ten million strong Ravens. They overshadowed the night air with a fearful sounding screech. They caused burial chambers to open violently, like a thousand earthquakes together at the same time. I could see giant black serpents dancing on the edge of the sun. All the lost souls gathered at the edges of every universe. They waged their own war against humanity. Then I saw a doomed world of death and ice. It was crawling on all fours at the feet of demanding Femme Fatales. They were the most gorgeous and attractive Evilites you'd ever seen.
Forgotten Gods and Goddesses came to ravage the world. They took out the light that was fake, out of its eye. Then the Nocturnal Queen Of The Damned returned through a space-portal. She sat on her dark throne of night, as a warrior to the lost. Outcasts and ostracised people fell at her feet. They worshipped and adored her for thousands of millenias. Beautiful wishing angels danced in Gothic Clubs. They flew around the highest points of Nighclub-Cathedrals. Floating in and around the shadows of Moonbases.
The earthly weapons will all become obselete. The powers of crime will be swept away by Invisible Supernatural Energy. This Invisible Supernatural Energy will render all guns and bombs useless. The USA already has something very similar to this Invisible Force. But when Supernatural powers take absolute control of earth. There will not be any more wars. The war to end all wars will be total Supernatural Dominion. Milewide Motherships are already returning back to earth. Alien Crafts can intercept our planet, and leave again in an instant. Space-portals are like secret hidden mirrors beyond time. Twisted creatures can enter in, without being spotted by radar etc.
There is also a multi-layering system. This is where many universes all get caught up in a whirling Supernatural cyclone. Many universes are compacted together in one place. Ghosts are photocopies of past and future events, that have either unfolded or haven't unfolded. Many universes are like projectors beyond time and space. Some worlds have not yet come into existence. They are still waiting to be born or reborn. If unaccepted universes are reborn, they will be transported into an invisible future. There is much more than what the eye can see. Shadow-worlds are in total control of everything we either see, or never see or touch.
(C+P) 2011 by Mark Parry.
The Revelation has been spoken. Destiny calls the lonely homeward bound. Fragile Black Roses shall shatter in the winds of chaos. Tombs shall crack open and spew forth Nocturnal blood. Winged angels of darkness take flight. A frosted blue moon hangs in the silent skies above. Death Spells are spoken by Witches of Aradia. The sunsets of purple shall capture our hearts forever. The rivers of darkness and decay go on and on. Thirteen chimes from the Bell Tower Clock. It rings in the midnight air with a fearsome omnipresence. All shadows succumb to the witchhearts of destruction. Nothing escapes the binding rhythms of Nekromantium.
Then I heard ten million strong Ravens. They overshadowed the night air with a fearful sounding screech. They caused burial chambers to open violently, like a thousand earthquakes together at the same time. I could see giant black serpents dancing on the edge of the sun. All the lost souls gathered at the edges of every universe. They waged their own war against humanity. Then I saw a doomed world of death and ice. It was crawling on all fours at the feet of demanding Femme Fatales. They were the most gorgeous and attractive Evilites you'd ever seen.
Forgotten Gods and Goddesses came to ravage the world. They took out the light that was fake, out of its eye. Then the Nocturnal Queen Of The Damned returned through a space-portal. She sat on her dark throne of night, as a warrior to the lost. Outcasts and ostracised people fell at her feet. They worshipped and adored her for thousands of millenias. Beautiful wishing angels danced in Gothic Clubs. They flew around the highest points of Nighclub-Cathedrals. Floating in and around the shadows of Moonbases.
The earthly weapons will all become obselete. The powers of crime will be swept away by Invisible Supernatural Energy. This Invisible Supernatural Energy will render all guns and bombs useless. The USA already has something very similar to this Invisible Force. But when Supernatural powers take absolute control of earth. There will not be any more wars. The war to end all wars will be total Supernatural Dominion. Milewide Motherships are already returning back to earth. Alien Crafts can intercept our planet, and leave again in an instant. Space-portals are like secret hidden mirrors beyond time. Twisted creatures can enter in, without being spotted by radar etc.
There is also a multi-layering system. This is where many universes all get caught up in a whirling Supernatural cyclone. Many universes are compacted together in one place. Ghosts are photocopies of past and future events, that have either unfolded or haven't unfolded. Many universes are like projectors beyond time and space. Some worlds have not yet come into existence. They are still waiting to be born or reborn. If unaccepted universes are reborn, they will be transported into an invisible future. There is much more than what the eye can see. Shadow-worlds are in total control of everything we either see, or never see or touch.
(C+P) 2011 by Mark Parry.
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