Baron P. Mortuus 1-0 Vs. Johnny 6-feet 1-0

[Tim]

Sacred Scriptures
Week 2

Baron P. Mortuus 1-0 Vs. Johnny 6-feet 1-0


Verses Due Saturday 7-14-07 11:59 PM Pacific
Voting Ends Tuesday 7-17-07



Please vote on battles

[P. Mortuus]

Dope...G/L man.

[Johnny 6-feet]

Check in. You too mate.

[Johnny 6-feet]

Dunno if i've got time to drop baron. I'm signing out of the league. I'll edit my verse in here if i get the chance to write it.

[P. Mortuus]

The Hidden Diaries: Genesis

001: 001: Lashing out at the world

Bare against bricks walls- being brick walled he piteously called
“Iblis, show yourself”- did he not know, he had been trick balled
A Former God being confined- fined for his loss- Iblis mimed
his actions then smirked at the grim event- his doorbell chimed
there entered the demons who were to fly out & pick up new stock
brick blocks called houses- where lived the prey- chaos- disarray
will be created to fright the new flock- the old clock ticked away
As the old world lost its way- a new world of molten came in place

002:002: The pain has come

Choking chained to a mail post, blamed by a male host
cloaked by a pained ghost, roped away on a paved road
knocked against cobbled streets- treading with inverted feet
perverted intentions meet the visions of converted elite’s
fleet on to lay against the riots- of claustrophobic pilots
so squeezed to the limits they wheeze to begin with, liars
living large & the truthful live beneath shit- see it then read it
agnostic’s like to spread disruption when they believe it
Back to the beginning- going back to when we were begging
leading us to pray to a higher being, lying- fucking & sinning
see through those rose tinted spectacles- seeming incredible
believing you were who belated the inevitable- really questionable
stated it as reasonable- 666 souls to decorate your quarters
another 9 for manslaughter- then you raped that man’s daughter
- her father the pastor- slash- then apply salt- then slowly plaster
letting the mixture burn her- you then fractured- her arm torn
you blast her past the pastor- he burns- what a disaster!
They all mourn in the morn- you returning back to your abode
to goad the feeble guardians once again- apocalypse restored.

003: 003: A thirst the 4 oceans couldn't quench

Satan the accursed burst through the Earth’s seams, unperturbed
a blanket of silence coated the ozone- damaged in the storm first
it came- with it the 7 plagues- large gales of wind fused with the sea
large bales of hay burned at the stake- an accommodation of stay
created for the devil- he remained at the bay of the action- vaguely
interested in the ambiguity of the human & it’s flawed birth- to say
Iblis was enjoying his newly acquired power- was an understatement
under the pretence the old angel burned down the pious statesman
the light had vanished- now he only felt the dull ache of concealment
And anger- yet his last 4 diaries had described a different zeal
a hollow victory- Satan left the earth to go elsewhere to steal
no humans- only ashes burnt with fleshy peels of an ashen sum
burnt at the stake like a ragdoll burned after her worth was gone

[Tim]

Baron P. Mortuus 2-0
Johnny 6-feet signs out