"For those whom Gods destroy, they first make mad."

"If you think I am a monster then look in the mirror, for I am not alone." - DeathGate


"From hell's heart I stab at thee. For hate's sake I spit my last breath at thee." - Khan Noonian Singh


"In a dream I conceived it; my will called it into being. Strong and fair it stands, a fortress proud and peerless." - Wagner


"For I have sworn the fair and thought the bright, who art hell and dark as night." - Shakespeare


"Keep in mind that neither success or failure is ever final." - Roger Babson

Death is what I bring

I stand on the roof tops looking down on all that pass,
the beast grow inside me, He calls for blood. The streets are dark,
the mist of the night surrounds the ground and smothers it.
Who will be the prey and who will be the hunter?
From the corner of my eye I see her... Standing there as a shadow against
the wall searching for the dark corner to hide in. Yet you can not hide from
these eyes, you can not escape the doom that I will bring,
you can not escape death.

I land on the ground like a water drop lands on the grass of a field,
You can not see me, you can not hear me, but death is what I bring.

Within an instant I come upon you, the fear in your eyes is greater then
the fear that wishes to come from your mouth. I look deep within your eyes
and touch your soul. You can not move, you can not scream,
Death is what you see.

I grab you by the hair and bring your flesh to my lips. I feel your heart beat,
I hear your breath race, I taste your blood. You lay lifeless in my arms, your
body grows cold, your eyes do close. You can not hear anything, you can not
see anything, you can not feel anything except death.

The beast has been satisfied, and again I walk these streets alone.
I can not feel your heart beat, I can not hear your breath race,
But I can feel your death and go on............

- anonymous

DarkSoul

Once long ago on a moonlit night
I met a man clad in black
A soul of darkness and quiet pain
In this pain I found a kindred spark
Reaching across the void with an outstretched palm I grasped the soul
I peered under the masque, a pain not unlike my own - seethed and burned.
Gathering my courage, I made the leap of faith and spoke.
To my delight the voice of darkness heard my words.
We danced.
And while the spoken tones melted into the music
our souls met and the darkness parted
not quite as dark as before.

- Paradox`

Death