claire dela peña
Biography of claire dela peña
claire dela peña Poems
behind the gates of life in a fading breath I lay in deep silence at the edge of death
for the rise or the new evangelization the dragons will loose the battle the dark angel will then be forfiting thier life
I siege upon and manifest the powers of thy master's count Vlad as he goes deep upon me and sucked my last drop he colored my world with stirring legend and explored my past clocked me in layers of leathery wings like bats
thy deflies upon my flesh the tormented skin which once brought life i have traveled near and far.. and yet i sleep in my ancentral land
When darkness envelopes the land And rain will pour like the seven famines The holy child shall be slain And give rise to the new evangelization
Promise Of A Nymph
Gentle bus of red roses bloom Upstream to where the oak is near
Search For Jillian
behind those gates of life where fading breath's are heard thou sleep with silence in the edge of death where lamia's and lilith's are feared thy tormented skin had frozen as poisonous fumes induct thee and the icy rain blew like hot winds of hell, thou shall feel no shiver cause silence wont tell
darkness creaps over sodom flowers with violet buds fragrance like dead beast my destiny is forloom
Where Did Thy Mistress Go?
i woke in the middle of nowhere a plain world with crawling animals a valley of joy, a place of bliss but then it turned out to be apocalypse
For their were nothing left in the earth And Armageddon is close at hand The soul of thy people shall be In my bloodstained hands
Death Is From Within
for the love of God do not bring me down but send me deeper unto my grave.... let me rest forever and let the light shine upon me...
Pieces Of Thy Flesh
This is the day that all men will die! For their where nothing left in the earth. The Armageddon is close at hand Mother Nature seems to be distant and the
Pleasing To Thy Eyes
Thy gate was opened for my masquarade ball, Where great kings and queens gather, The night was calm, and the breeze were soft, When suddenly, I saw my queen to be
Pieces Of Thy Flesh
This is the day that all men will die!
For their where nothing left in the earth.
The Armageddon is close at hand
Mother Nature seems to be distant and the
soul of thy people shall be in my bloodstained hands
Death to the god of Nazarene
and shall the spirit of Satan shall rule the world.......
He will live forever and we will dominate the world