Here's what I think about what happens when you die and my views on religion in general....

First off I think all organized religions are cults...think about it, you follow a leader (priests, popes, other figureheads) and you worship to the unknown like you're not worthy of life at all. I agree with Einstein in saying that Religion is an invention of man that shows true Human weakness and fear of the unknown...I believe in a higher power in some way, shape or form, but I do not think it chooses what path you must take and it does not think you are unworthy of it's love and of life in general. What I do not believe in though is a Satan or Hell for that matter...I believe Satan, Lucifer, Beelzebub, the Devil, Demons, anything like that are just an invention for man to blame for it's own fuck-ups. To truly take a step forward in spiritual evolution is to be able to take blame for your own actions and not puss out and say that "the Devil made you do it". I think there is an afterlife, but it is just like this life, a carbon-copy if you will...in which there is reincarnation that serves the purpose of learning new lessons by living through different experiences in life....so as I see it, and as I previously stated, Religion is just an invention of man to deal with the problems of survival and to explain the unknown...it is also, sadly, used to control and conform people by giving them false promises of "salvation" in another life from an eternal "Hell" so they can be told to live a certain way in life. These are my views on this bullshit, and I really don't care what you think, so don't bother commenting if you're just going to argue...enjoy the time you have in life and quit worrying about what will happen to you in the afterlife, what happens, happens...no sense in whining about it all the time...thank you.

Backlash
Turned away
My heart has blackened for this day
No more will it murder
Sadistic, dumb and psycho herder
March the fields
Follow his command
We will burn and kill the land
Charge the base
Only mission at hand
Blood sprays
Guns blaze
My friends are sent to creator of man

As I watch this all unfold
My heart cries out for an end of war
Pain tears through my heart
Sweat burns at my eyes
This blackened flame kills my
Desire for a normal life

Bodies on the fields
A bloody hell filled with murderous intentions
Men cry
Others die
Wounds sear at their flesh
Pain and fear together meshed
An eternity of destruction
Only through man's foolish ways
Will this planet cease today
Gears of war keep turning
The flames of hell are churning
No longer will we see
An end to their needs

As I watch this all unfold
My heart cries out for an end of war
Pain tears through my heart
Sweat burns at my eyes
This blackened flame kills my
Desire for a normal life

They sit at home
No war to fight
For the working man sleeps in mud tonight
Puppet masters work the strings
Fueling a war for oil
False reasons
All treason
The eagle cries in dismay
Still the machine keeps running
Pushing the mind to its ends
Psychosis starts
On beats our hearts
Forced to fight to better the wealthier man

As I watch this all unfold
My heart cries out for an end of war
Pain tears through my heart
Sweat burns at my eyes
This blackened flame kills my
Desire for a normal life

A primal cry shatters the air
As we rush, shoot and tear
The battle engulfs
All souls involved
Not one sane man remains
For they all are casualties of war
Fire lashes their eyes
Darkness rips at their minds
Gun in hand, kill the man
Death becomes your only plan
Covered in blood
Sweat runs cold
A crack rings out
Your brains fly out
As a single bullet pulverizes your skull

My vision ceases to be
My heart stops beating
Pain is numbed permanently
Blood runs down my brow
Now I have become
A casualty of war

Here's a song/poem I wrote about 2 months ago when I was in a fairly dark place in my mind, my relationship with Megan ended, pissed me off, so I fueled my pen with that rage;


Wretched evil

Possessed controller

Leave her mark

Hot and dark

Rip out your heart

And plant a rose

Devil in black

It's taken back

No threat in repose

She sweeps through the night

No end in sight

For the prize will make her whole

No conscience

The Succubus steals your soul

The rose turns black

A chill fills your back

'Cause she wants you to complete her goal

Black rose in flames

Eyes turn you cold

Love blinds you

As she finds you

A harlot like none before

Murderous whore

Pedals litter the floor

Thus destroying the black rose

Chest implodes

Mind explodes

Love no more

You've fueled the whore

As rage fills your eyes

She takes off into the night

Using un-winged flight

Half a man covers the floor

Rose pedals blow out the door

Your soul has died

The life left your eyes

Revenge burns as tears

Recalling your worst fears

For she can't feel you anymore

She took it all

Made you fall

Pieces shattered beyond repair

Venomous paralyzing pain

Courses your veins

Shake it off

Not much at loss

For the harlot has found another man

A grin tears your face

You reenter the race

Flaming Black Rose rekindles the pace

Another song/poem I wrote several months ago;


Created in the depths of Hell

A master of his own domain

Unleashed upon the world

Our flags will become furled

Made of steel and iron

He crashes through the ground

He'll kill your friends and family as he hunts you down

Eyes as red as blood

Soul as dark as pain

He has one mission

Torture and reclaim

Armies gather in his path

Which only incurs his wrath

But they forget one simple thing

Mechanical Antichrist is unending!

You feel your body burn

As he pumps you full of lead

One arm a machine gun

The other cuts off your head

Mechanical Antichrist tears down the walls

And causes nu-hell to enthrall

No god above to help

They cry to the heavens as he wakes the dead

Death plagues the air

As flesh begins to tear

A blood axe hacks and smacks

Stopping your attacks

No hope remains

For Mechanical Antichrist will reign

He creates a new empire

And rules over us all

An axe in one hand a gun the other

He'll strike you down and watch you crawl

You look up and see his eyes

As his foot slams down and ends your life

Tumbling into the darkness

And seeing no end

You cry to God

To save your friends

But they will fall

To their invincible overlord

For Mechanical Antichrist

Will die no more

Your dark fall ends

And you hit the ground

Fire engulfs you

Boiling your eyes

As the devil stands tall

Controls in hand

For he is the Mechanical Antichrist

Creating an Apocalypse of his dreamland

He then takes flight

Out to Darken the light

His reign will reach its prime

In one thousand years time

I felt like writing a song/poem (whatever)...so here it is;



You feel the cold chill run down your spine


Your soul feels trapped


And entwined


I have arrived in your conscience


I am the fear of the dark


I am the one who will make you cry and cringe in pain


I am the harbinger of death


And I have come to end your pathetic existence


The weak will fall


The strong will perish


For I am the one who will end it all


Apocalypse is my middle name


An alias true to its word


I am despair, I am destruction, I am the psychotic urge hidden well within your mind


You call out my name


But not a sound remains


The cold steel of my sword has impaled your skull


You scream out in agony


The blackness envelops you


The pain of death set in


You begin to walk through the endless abyss


I am despair, I am destruction, I am the pain you know all too well


Your journey is cut short

As a light appears in the dark


Following its warm glow


Like a moth to the flame


How true those words will be


In a matter of days


You have reached the light


Thinking paradise awaits you


You enter the gates


Only to find the endless torment known as Hell


I am despair, I am destruction, I am the deceiver of all lost souls


The ground gives way


Underneath your cold feet


Tumbling into the black pit


You scream out for help


But no one will come


No one at all


Only Satan awaits at the end of your fall


The ground closes in


At an eternity's end


Pain engulfs your body


As you are crushed on the ground


I am despair, I am destruction, I am the harbinger of death


You recover quickly

Searing wounds cover your soul


You look up to see


A goat-like man, with 666 on his brow


He lets out a hearty laugh


Knowing what is to pass


You scream out in fear as his foot crushes you whole


Then...there is nothing at all