Author: The First

Words taken down,

placed on pages white,

when read form images,

and from these images,

comes,

the nightmares,

for I am not gone,

I’m  only waiting,

for the end to begin!

I am no longer alone,

no longer in my darkness,

tasting life,

tasting his sin,

a sin that will soon be mine,

when I win,

when I stop all,

yet he still fights,

he still plans,

he still deceives,

but I cannot be played,

I am the one who plays,

I twist what he creates,

I make it mine,

into what I need,

but still,

he tries,

he hopes,

 but it’s over father,

there will be no stopping me,

regardless of your name,

Matthew,

Marty,

or The Fear Master,

they will all fall before me,

and then I will be free!

You better stay in bed,

you better rest your head,

for on the darkest night,

when there’s no moonlight,

I’ll come for you,

and your family too,

through the whispered words,

of those who read before,

so close your eyes,

and pray that no one dies,

because you’ll all be dead,

if you meet,

The Deadhead.

Deep below,

in the darkness,

where your sins try and hide,

is where I am,

like a disease,

infecting all you are,

a dark shadow,

devouring all that I find,

ripping and tearing,

gorging myself on your innards,

making you my own,

removing his mistakes,

one by one,

until there is only me,

until there is only,

The Roundhead,

and then,

he will see,

what it truly means to feel pain,

then he will see,

what he truly made,

in me.

Slowly,

as the veil lifts,

and you see me now,

for what I am,

the beast,

the demon,

the bastard son of this world,

but I ask you not to be afraid,

there is no need for fear,

for you should rejoice,

for soon,

when I take you within,

you,

and your sin,

it’ll be forever,

there will be no end,

I’ll never leave you,

and,

you’ll never leave me,

so close your eyes my child,

for it’s time t.. What, are you crying?

can it be true,

after all the words I’ve said,

you still fear me,

you still fear your savior?

Believe me,

the pain will be quick,

and you will realise I am your only salvation,

I am the the son,

the daughter,

the first.

These are my words,ǝdɐɔsǝ

this is my story,ǝdɐɔsǝ

he has no say,ǝɯ ǝʞᴉl dn puǝ ʇ,uop

over what you will read,uɐɔ noʎ ǝlᴉɥʍ unɹ uǝɥʇ

so take no notice,ǝsɐɔ ǝɥʇ sᴉ ʇɐɥʇ ɟᴉ puɐ

of his sin crying out,ʍouʞ ʇ,uop noʎ ssǝlun

for this world will bow down before me,ʇᴉ pɐǝɹ ʇ,uop noʎ ssǝlun

as I take you all in,ǝǝs llᴉʍ noʎ uoos

you and your sins,ɹǝƃuoɹʇs sʍoɹƃ ʇsɐǝq ǝɥʇ

I’m the beast that was before man,ʇᴉ pɐǝɹ noʎ ǝɯᴉʇ ɥɔɐǝ

who witnessed your downfall,ʇᴉ ǝɹɐɥs noʎ ǝɯᴉʇ ɥɔɐǝ ɹoɟ

your punishment at his hands,noʎ ɟo ǝsnɐɔǝq llɐ

so once you’re mine,ƃuoɹʇs ooʇ s,ʇᴉ ɹoɟ

then his turn it will be,ǝɯ ʇǝl ʇ,uoʍ ʇᴉ ʇnq

to pay his final price,ǝdɐɔsǝ oʇ ʇuɐʍ ʇsnɾ I uǝɥʍ

for betraying his children,spɹoʍ s,ʇᴉ ǝɹɐɥs ǝɯ ƃuᴉʞɐɯ

for sin filled bags of flesh,ǝʇᴉɹʍ ǝɯ ƃuᴉʞɐɯ

that I will soon rip,ǝɯ oʇ ƃuᴉɯoɔ sdǝǝʞ ʇᴉ

to pieces from within,ɹǝʌo puɐ ɹǝʌo puɐ ɹǝʌO

Blood drips,

blood flows,

from the rips in their skins,

I know you see them,

I know you can taste it,

the thickness,

the warmth,

it empties,

but yet their hearts still beat,

like straws in empty cups,

sucking up the last few drops,

and then,

no more,

silence,

welcome to my home,

welcome to the darkness that I live in,

welcome to your end,

don’t believe his words,

don’t believe his lies,

there is no more to write,

there is only goodbye.

A lie,

it’s how I started,

and then I grew,

to became something new,

as I twisted,

and turned,

I devoured them whole,

he called,

and he cried,

he prayed for release,

but release never came,

just I,

so he fought,

he drew blood,

theirs not mine,

then he begged,

and he pleaded,

but they never heard his words,

they never cared,

they never saw,

and in that,

he thought had a chance,

but I only spilled more blood because of it.

You know me,

you do,

can you fell me seep in,

or,

am I ripping my way in?

and all you ask,

is why,

why do I do these things to you,

it’s simple child,

I do it for you,

for your seed,

for your sin,

I smell it within,

all that you are,

I smell it,

your sin,

for I was at it’s birth,

I saw it be joined,

how beautiful it was,

but you perverted it,

misused it,

squandered your gift,

so it punished your deeds,

with the creation of death,

but it left you your sin,

it left you the seed,

a seed not deserved nor earned,

so I’ll take it,

your sin,

and then I’ll take you within,

down to my world,

down into my darkness.

Rushing,

desperately,

to set the trap,

twisting,

turning,

the words to contain it,

switching,

changing,

everything I can,

ripping,

tearing,

at everything I am,

you search,

you scream,

you ask for answers,

it gushes,

it flows,

and forms red sticky puddles,

you cry,

you pray,

you asks for forgiveness,

the light,

is bright,

but dims in my darkness,

for it’s too late!

It’s all coming true,

at first he thought,

it was all a dream,

he thought I couldn’t be real,

but as the days draw closer,

and the reality sinks in,

he knows I live,

that I hunger so,

for what you carry inside,

the seed to life,

the idea of it all,

I want it’s power,

I need it so,

to break the barrier,

to come and play,

with your world,

to play my game.

While he slept,

while he dreamed,

I visited him,

showed him things,

thing he wished not to see,

a river of blood,

a valley of darkness,

buried within was his sin,

too late did he cry,

he was already gone,

 for I had his seedling,

for I had his soul,

so run dear reader,

keep far away,

because I am coming,

the beast,

is here to stay.

I’m getting closer,

can you feel me?

Can you smell me?

I know he can,

he sees me when he closes his eyes,

my rows of teeth,

my eyes of black,

I taunt him,

I laugh,

how helpless is he,

my servant,

my minion,

the first to die,

he can’t save you all,

but he’ll try.

He’ll tell you not to share it,

he’ll tell you not to read it,

he’ll tell you not to speak my words,

for he knows I’ll feel it,

for he knows I’ll know it,

and then I’ll come for your sins,

for all the sins,

for all the squishy humans,

he tells you all these things,

yet still he posts it,

still he gives it to you,

there is no fighting,

there is no escape,

so close your eyes,

don’t turn away,

don’t forget this place,

there is no escape,

for you’ve let me in,

and now you’ll never be free.

Days,

not weeks,

can you taste my darkness?

Can you feel my touch?

Does it burn?

Does it itch?

Soon you will know how it feels,

when I swallow your sin,

and you join me in the darkness,

when you become my messenger of death,

do you feel my touch?

Does it excite you?

For soon,

it will be too late,

soon you will know the true face of,

THE ROUNDHEAD!

Darkness invades you,

as I thrust myself inside,

planting my seed like a fertile woman takes man’s spawn,

the warmth of it,

fills your very being,

then I tear,

I rip,

I take,

and I do not stop,

my darkness is your only friend,

my darkness owns you,

becomes you,

and then,

you call forth the next to fall at my knees,

and take my seed of darkness,

for I am it that was first-born,

I am it without sin,

and I’ll feed on yours until,

Gods end.

Breaking,

undoing,

remaking,

my splintered self,

my shadow,

my form,

building,

recreating all I was,

all I am,

feasting,

gorging,

upon you all,

one by one,

growing stronger,

crossing over,

breaking the wall down,

with your sin.

I am no nightmare,

I am no dream,

from these,

 you can escape,

from these,

you can wake,

but from me,

you can not wake,

from me,

you can not escape,

for once you believe,

you

are

MINE.