UnPoetia:Black Sabbath
The Prince of Darkness — the ultimate purveyor of all things wicked, vile, and malevolent — has been deeply entertained by the cold darkness balanced with the nonsencable humor Black Sabbath, a poem on UnPoetica has brung. With wicked tone and absolute originalty, this poem deserves to be in the Halls of the Great Gods!!!!!.
Anyone who disagress shall be PUNNISHED!!! In the court of the Lake of Fire.
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Poetry for people who hate poetry |
The day when the devil controls the anemically-minded christian people
Oh yes, Judgment Day! A way to feel gitty about torturing them all for no true reason
When the Devil overthrows the hand of God with his all mighty fists
And forcing those pathetic simpletins them to drink their own blood
Scarfing down their own AND eachothers insides
Until their lives are dried up and done
And they have all died!
All for the Grim Reaper to collect their souls in his pink purse soul bag
Otherwise known as the thresholds of the dead
Welcome all you absolute-being worshippers to the lovely anti-christ Curch of Satan
Be sure to bring all of your possesions to the black shaded altar
And give it to my good ol' unjolly friend, Satan
Regardless if it's jewlrey, diamonds, wedding ring, I don't give a great big fuck
Just bring it to the altar!
Orelse the barones of evil shal give you a great big rupture in the nuts
You big ol' dick!
Please take your seats in the comfy (so comfy, you won't be able to get out of) chairs
And turn your Satanic Bible to pages 51 and 52
To sing a stanza from the band Black Sabbath. The song, Black Sabbath
What is this that stands before me?
Figure in black which points at me
Turn around quick, and start to run
Find out that I'm the chosen one
Oh no!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Okay then, close the book people. And DON'T even think about escaping the confy chairs
Now tis' the time to fall prey to his unbreakable powers, and kiss his big, giant, colosal ass
Tell him a rascist joke to pass the time (Hitler jokes are acceptable)
That is, unless if you're willing to be a nice, delicious carcass,
Dinner for Satan's whenever he watches the NHL Baseballgame on Sunday
So just be sure to pray to him, Oh please just pray
According to the Evil Prophecies, we must all participate in the sinister dance of all ages
And yes, the game is called Twister
The ultimate game even for the demonic, angel slayers
This should be interesting
Put you left hands to your butts and legs to the faces
And don't you dare shed any tears, you stupid gays
Do it wrong, and you shall be eaten by Satan and his crackets he just bought at the Pet store
Or Satan relentlessley burning you with no remorse
It's so fucking easy so stop complaining
For your pathetic cries mean NOTHING to Satan, nor me
Now then, left butt red and let up the Devil Horns
The symbol of the unholy satanic Devil & his Demons in hords
I can only see one.. two... three... six horns up out of 30, a disrespect to the number 666
And for that defiance, the 26 of you shall be eaten by the crackets
Okay, now is the time to see which people get to live another day
Or tragically die, falling to their graves
All right Satan! Shoot the ones that you hate!
POOH-POOH! Looks like Kenny got killed. (You bastards! BOOOM! They're dead, too.)
PIUH-PIUH-PIUH! And Barney adds to the casualty as well.
Well, he's done killing the people he hates
Now run along, and enjoy the rest of the day
Black Sabbath