The Black Knight Dream

Humans Have managed to sink below the levels of basic instincts, The black knight put it to me....

thus making their quests for pleasure, desire, fortune and vile fame
through greed, mischief and morbid uncouth games ... the priorities in life.

The black night was speaking to me that night of this stench filled plight.
With his heart ripped open and bleeding he told me of the devils bidding
that, according to him has brought this race to its pinnacle of evil believing.

Run he said... run to the hills or the valleys of death
and there make your bed, lay in it and remember what I said
For the armies of envy and greed are hastily coming forth
While venge and hate are throned in the hemispheres of the north

Run!! good people and hold not your forts
as from within they shall froth like a pot boiling with broth
Vile, decietful and their will yet plentiful with black thoughts
They will come and come till you are tangled in their web of knots

Cut it and flee for the good nurtured mind is absolute and free

As the Black Knight put it forth to me!

The King of Fools

The King of Fools

Here I am high on my begotten throne
Doomed by my self-righteous claims
Do you know me do you recognize me
For the King of fools I am to be

I am neither blind nor can I see
The child of the Babylonian whores
Scarlet was my cape and crimson was my taste
I rose to the throne without haste

Having no servants only serpents by my side
With fangs that feed on my royal foolhardiness
I jest and laugh and rage at their selfishness
They laugh back and rage in unison

Why I am here what have I become
It was not my wish or my will
But here I am high on my throne
Crowned till Armageddon
As the King of all fools!

The Sisters Envy & Greed

On the dark edges of our souls they reside in blackness
At the seams of our sanity they survive in emptiness
At the bidding of the dark one they morph in stillness
At the strike of the timid clock they emerge felt-less

Envy and Greed the sisters, forever rule human madness
Envy sings in sight of crimson that flows from the wound of alms
Greed halts the love that flows from a selfless giving palm
In dance and song they welcome misery as their guest

The crime of mind, locked in the dungeon of agony
Devoured by Greed
The crime of hate like the fountain of youth
In Envy’s eyes it breeds

Here I show the path the Sisters stalk
Be warned not forlorn in this life you walk
While the book reads “thy, shall not stray from thou path”
Beware these are sisters of past
They breathe beyond our last

They know thy name and they see thy face
And so you know just incase
Thou art be anything but meek or weak
When the sisters envy and greed you meet


For nor Adam or Eve are they, faceless their deeds
Guiltless are their vile deceits
But remain sisters they will indeed
Sowing their seeds in thou soul they need.

Beware the sisters Envy and Greed

Written By: Ravi the rat

Revenge & Hate

Vengeance the fuel of self consumption
It leads you like a beacon
To the infinite false retribution
Hallowed by your own monsters and demons
Destined to the void of absolution
And crowned by your own wicked reasons
Feeling glory would come at its conclusion
As you lead and nurture your confusions

Believe not this selfish tragic being
Its satisfaction in a padded sarcophagus
The catastrophe filling it
Feeding on its rot and your own blindness
Be not overwhelmed by its stench in grace
Till you have seen its ugly face
To the gates of Hades take you it will
Whence there your kill will be the bill

And its brother of the same mother……..

How art thou mighty hate
I’ve know you and all your fates
But now your will on me has timed out
And you are but a little too late
For as you see I am free
Prancing outside your soulless black gates
Your brother vengeance failed to seize me
And you blundered in keeping me

Ha! Ha!, Herald my will that is above you
For I have paid in full… in time and in fee
Beg you shall and moan you will as you come at me
But I am not one of those who hide or flee
I will not climb your feeble tree
For that fruit you say I shall need
For now I am free by my own creed
As you wilt and die by your own deed

Written by : Ravi The Rat

War

The Man and his wars

The man on the hill says it’s time to fight
Soldiers get in line! Your souls are mine do not take flight
When you see the other color, pull the trigger
Don’t hesitate or you will never get bigger

The man on the hill says it’s time to kill
Soldier you will be a hero if you know what I mean
Pillage and kill the children of the other land
And someday I will let you be a man

The man on the hill says its time you die
Soldier your land you have saved but your body is slain
Empty coffin a flag and seven 13 bullets piercing the air
But your body rots somewhere out there.

Written by : Ravi The Rat