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Tuesday, February 8, 2022

Remember the Inferno ©2022 Chris Acker

 


Remember the Inferno © 1998, 2022

Who has not felt the blazing Inferno
Fueled by gravity?
Within a flash it blinked away
The remaining stars are what we see

Smaller lights moving further away
Will they ever again join as a single light
Flying farther every day?
If so, will it prove just as bright?

The motion of the Inferno
Is the power to drive all we see
All we feel and all we know
All we once were and all we will be

Does every flame have life and free-will?
Within each flame is the desire to kill
Powerful forces fuel it still
Casting shadows as it will

Blinding eyes and drying lands
Wearing the face of God or man
Forever in motion, may it be
Flying farther than we can see




Sunday, March 6, 2016

Crevice Creatures by Chris Acker ©2013



I know the rats are watching, waiting
When the lights are out, they will crawl
See the spiders' webs in the corners
But on top of your head, they will fall

Be afraid, little ones, yes
For the fear keeps you safe
In a world full of creatures
That can know only hunger or hate

When you're all alone in the dark, crying
Monsters can hear you, and get you
If the Boogey Man comes looking, he'll find us
We cant see him, but he always sees you

Never sleep, little children, oh no
You must always be afraid to sleep
If you have a dream about the creatures
They will eat you alive in your dream

The scary sounds from outside, it's calling
And the shadows on your walls, they're from killers
So don't make any sounds, no weeping no balling
They will take you away with them, to the sewers

There the rats are waiting, hungry
And the first thing they will eat is your eyes
Then your ears and your tongue, devoured by creatures
Who want to hear little babies' cries

Hide now, little ones, yes
The monsters are coming tonight
From the darkness under your bed
And with razor- sharp teeth they'll bite



Forsaken Knowledge by Chris Acker (c) 2015

Forsaken Knowledge (sequel to Forbidden Knowledge)

If you are reading this
It is already too late,
It means you thought not
Of the Earth or it's fate.

Looks like you've made your choice
After I warned you countless times,
You cover your eyes and quiet your voice
trapped in a box, just like mimes

There is no going back now
But even if you could,
Even if you learned how
And if you truly understood...

Every choice that you make
You would choose once again,
Repeating all your mistakes
Until you've reached the same end.

These Hard Days of adjusting
Your Life your world, never be the same
Hills melted Oceans combusting
Skies burning out, End of this game

I should have tried harder
To get through to you all,
Warnings just weren't enough
To prevent society's fall.

To those that took heed:
I thank you today...
You're the unique breed
That still might find a way

Under smoke-blackened skies,
And through darkness and doom...
Stand together to survive
In a world that's now a tomb.

To everyone who did not hear:
You all will perish first
some overcome by their fear
while some ravaged by thirst

It's just as I warned them
about the darkness to come,
The trials that await all
Our brothers and your sons.








Wednesday, November 18, 2015

Hell of a Ride - ©Chris Acker 2004-08


If I can survive
The coming of End Times
Will I be one of the
Many souls left behind?

If I could truly see
Why the Powers that be
Forsake us in the
Name of Eternity,

I would never know Pain
Or the Diamond Rain
There would only be my
Salvation to gain.

But the motion of Time
Flows like blood and wine
Drink of the experience and
Pay attention to the Sign,

It tells of the Prophecies
That become our Destinies
The Apocalypse was foretold
The Future is History.

Written long ago so
The Chosen Ones would know
How to survive the End, and
Where the HELL to go,

When the Sky will Fall,
And how to hear the Call
Of the Trumpets' Sound
Bringing down the Wall.

As the Armies prepare
You better fuckin beware
Because the Battle to come
Will spill blood Everywhere.

As the Rulers of Nations
Are denied their Salvation
They bring War, Death,
Plauge and Starvation.

The clock is ticking down
To the Final round
Time is running out now
The King wants his Crown.

The False Prophet and the Beast
Break the promise of Peace
And grind their Teeth as
Souls of men become their feast.

The Fire Rain will descend
Before the Battle begins
Remember that shit
As we approach the End.

Heaven and Hell collide
You must choose which side
To enlist your Soul and dont
Dare try to run or hide.

Blessed is he who reads
These words and believes
Speak it out loud to the World
And sow only good seeds.

Cursed is he who denies
And ignores the cries
Of the Chosen Ones when
The Spirits of the Dead Arise.

The awareness in our Hearts
Was placed there from the start
So that we may awaken you
Now play your part.

If you want to survive
The End of our Times
Prepare yourselves for
One Hell of a ride.