The Hunter

The Hunter
A Chōka About The Hunter Amidst The Nightshade
This came from a dream i had last night…
By: Julian Corvinus Javier
Date: September 17, 2012 @ 8:27AM GMT +8
 

Prowling From Utter Darkness


 

Foreboding winds blow
Sinister and ominous

 

Whistling in the wind
A gale streamed with dread and fear

 

Stalking close by
Keenly observing movements

 

Prowling craftily
In the shadows of nightshade

 

Waiting for the chance
For the right moment to strike

 

The thrill of the hunt
Coursing within his senses

 

Violent intents
Bloodlust riding in the breeze

 

Moving for a kill
Bloodshot eyes burn with hunger
A predator with his prey

 

With vigilance

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Loot the Corpse

Loot the Corpse
A Death Metal Composition
By: Julian Javier
Date: July 21, 2011 @ 6:30PM GMT +8
 

[1st verse]
Massacre! Mass Murder!
A violent and merciless slaughter!
A man taking from his brother!
Looting the corpse of his dead brother!

 

[1st Refrain]
The fruit of envy and the desire to covet…
One must…

 

[Chorus]
Kill and Steal!
Kill more and steal more, then…
Loot the corpse…
Loot the CORPSE!!!

 

[2nd verse]
In this world of misery
A world filled with intense pain and agony
Where greed is good
the more your wealth the more your food

 

[2nd Refrain]
One’s only choice to not starve to death…
is to…

 

[Chorus]
Kill and Steal!
Kill more and steal more, then…
Loot the corpse…
Loot the CORPSE!!!

 

[Bridge]
The only way to get ahead from another
To quench the thirst and suffice the hunger
Is to feed his greed and hunger for power
to do this, one must…

 

[Chorus]
Kill and Steal!
Kill more and steal more, then…
Loot the corpse…
Loot the CORPSE!!!

 

Painting: Death of Abimelech by Gustave Doré

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Conquest

Conquest
A Tanka Poem about Conquest
By: Julian Javier
Date: May 16, 2011 @ 3:44PM GMT +8
 

Marching to conquer…
Sounds of weapons of warfare…
Deafening my ears…
Putrid stench of rotting flesh…
And wails in pandemonium…

 

In Flames they Burn


 

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The Undying

The Undying
Seeing through the eyes of the Immortal Observer
By: Julian Javier
Date: May 13, 2011 @ 9:27AM GMT +8
 

The Immortal


 

Immortal.
That’s what they call me.
The exiled; The unknown…

 

Walking past men through the centuries.
Friendship, Love, and Compassion.
Rivalry, Hate, and Anger.
Loss of Hope and Death.
Honor and Resolve.
Liberty and Justice.
Pride, Injustice, and Prejudice.
The difference between Transparency and Hypocrisy.

 

Greed… Man’s thirst to take from another.
Murder… Men conspiring to kill another.
War… Man’s Blood Lust and Hunger for more Power.

 

Walking amidst this earth for more than a thousand years.
My eyes has witnessed them all.
Seeing my loved ones while they were still young.
Until they grow old and leave this earth.
Now, i had no more tears to shed.
In the end, I am all alone.
Watching over men as they destroy one another.
Watching earth bleed slowly is kind of depressing.
They fear that which they do not know.
And go to war blinded by their false hopes.
A never ending cycle of love and war.
A never ending desire to destroy and rebuild.
A never ending cycle of pride, honor, horror, suffering, and shame.
Trying to accomplish what they do not understand.
A violently unending cycle.
I pity them as I pity myself.
We are no different from one another.
We are just the same shameless beings.
Making a mockery of principles and ideals.
Spitting to honor’s face.

 

I am the Immortal, the undying, the exiled, the unknown…
Seeing men shame themselves using honor as a facade
has turned my heart to steel.
Without feeling, without remorse.
No more tears, no more fears.

 

I will continue on watching these men.
As they walk the plank towards extinction.
Alone.
Watching over from a distance.

 

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Fields of the Fallen

Fields of the Fallen
Men’s Thirst for Blood and The Grim Reaper’s Symphony
By: Julian Javier
Date: April 22, 2011 @ 1:07AM GMT +8
 

I am the harbinger of death and strife…
I shall take your wife, your kid, and your life…
Without remorse, I shall pillage, plunder, and fight…
In the name of my god, I shall kill everyone against me in sight…

 

For eternal honor and glory…
Bloodshed in these killing fields i will carry…
For people to tell tales of my victory…
Surely, if I kill enough, children will admire me and hear my story…

 

The archangel of death watching over the killing fields…
Watching how men clash their swords and shields…
Blood and life wasted with the swaying of the weapon the warrior wields…
Never wavering in his blood thirsty rampage even if the enemy yields…

 

Chaos, turmoil, panic, violence, anarchy, and discord everywhere…
The stench of blood and death in the air…
A sea of corpses and ember from flames of ruin everywhere…
The screams of the innocent echoing in the air…

 

Warrior and weapon on a killing spree…
Blood flowing in the rivers to the seas…
Genocide was the king’s decree…
Hanging dead mean to withered trees…

 

The Archangel Azrail and his legion endlessly escorting the fallen…
Crossing out names of the deceased from the book of all men…
With a coin to pay, The Ferryman, Charon mans the rudder of the ship of the fallen…
Across the rivers Styx and Acheron, the ship carries the souls of dead men…

 

Grim Bloodshed, Death, and Discord

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Armageddonism

Armageddonism
Ideology of Chaos, Discord, and Malice; A Path to Self-Destruction
By: Julian Javier
Date: April 21, 2011 @ 4:35AM GMT +8
 

Graft and corruption…
Money for wars instead of children’s education…
The weak and the poor always subject to oppression…
A message brought by the emissaries of destruction disguised to cause dissension…

 

Democracy and justice cast into oblivion…
Bloodshed due to indifference, false belief, and religion…
The unjust conducting the symphony of destruction…
Omnicide using weapons of mass destruction…

 

Chaos, anarchy, and democide…
Love and understanding cast aside…
Worldwide turmoil, panic, and depression side by side…
Fear, hate, anger, the desire to kill, and suffering all inside!

 

Innate human greed and blood lust…
Gossip, betrayal, and mistrust…
A sea of blood creeping on the surface of earth’s crust…
To kill a brother is a must!

 

A desire to destroy and rebuild burns…
Moral lessons in each of the events that no one learns…
A never ending cycle of war and peace taking turns…
Armageddon as the prophets have discerned…

 

A world covered in blood, flames, and darkness…
Where everyone is consumed by power and madness…
Where the just are depressed with grief and sadness…
A wonderful world of Chaos, Discord, and Malice…

 

Satan is sitting pretty in his throne and he’s smiling…
Thinking…

 

All ye have been blindly faithful and loyal to me.
So, I shall reward all of thee!
Never ending pain and suffering that you wish awaits thee!
Bwahahahahahahaha!!! (Sinister Evil Laugh)

 

"We are so excite of Armageddon! We love to see destruction! hahaha"

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