RSTL Presents: The 7 Deadly Sins .

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  1. Text

    Text Dot Dash

    Apr 25, 2003
    Right sorry this has taken so long, well almost a year in fact but as i have verses in my PM box on this account i thought id throw em up on here, bare in mind there is 2 sins that havent been written but if your intrested then you can pm me and write that verse which i will edit in. The 2 verses needed are envy & greed. thank you .
  2. Text

    Text Dot Dash

    Apr 25, 2003

    Provers 23:2 - Put a knife to your throat if you are given to gluttony...

    Vast flabs of fat massed upon a fragile skeleton/
    Developing holes from holding the slabs of gelatin/
    She calls 'thick and sexy', she's big and hefty, sickening/
    as a trashbag with half the plastic's elasticity/
    So what bursts out when burps cloud her mouth/
    Are the slurred spouts of gas from the 64 ounce/
    Big Gulp of diet coke swished with 6 Mcdoubles/
    2 Apple Pies, 3 Large fries, and 50 chicken nuggets/
    Dinnertime, eating like it's a race to the finish line/
    Homeless man askin for change, she didn't give a dime/
    Or a damn, Cant let the hamburgers get cold!/
    Food comatose, Next day reach for the eggos/
    Maple drizzled with the bacon wriggled into biscuits/
    Cheese riddled with 3 bagels til her wrist twitches/
    Tingles a bit, Kraft singles amid scores of pork sausage/
    Warlord with Hot Pockets moon pies, she hordes chocolates/
    And tries to avoid eyes with accusations like steak knives/
    That cut the fat between her and the fact that she hates life/
    She's Jonathan eating Honey when Saul forbade it/
    Israel in the desert eating manna and complain/
    Don't forget, Sodom's faggots were full of bread/
    Close to dead, she's sweet meat for the maggots in the end/
    Which is creeping closer, addicted to chips and soda/
    Never getting sober, licorice worms turn into cobras/
    Subs marine her, meatballs are cannon-tossed/
    Panic-crossed without 6 meals, damn what the Xanax-costs/
    Put it in and mix it in and blend it in and cook it in/
    Smush it in and then begin to chew it with a crooked grin/
    AND when she sees us all in hell, the swelter is fed/
    From the oiled grease leaking out the melt of her flesh...

    MMM...D E L I C I O U S!
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    Text Dot Dash

    Apr 25, 2003

    Sunday evening the darkness drifts in. Maybe the clouds will hide the sins,
    The sins of a father who should have known better,
    and a mother who could have stopped this peta
    File for divorce. or something worse.
    She had the power to change the course
    Of destruction that was going on below.
    She pretends she can’t hear me. that she didn’t know
    She worships this man that has worked so hard,
    to bring her to this land and get her green card
    While I am still bound to the place known as Hell!
    Kept in darkness! Locked in a cell
    Bare 4 walls, no window with a view,
    being abused, while she cooks chicken cordon bleu
    Bucket for a toilet. Rags for clothes!
    Scares all over! Black eyes, bloody nose!
    I know who’s to blame for all of my pain
    that’s made me insane. Trapped in their game!
    Like tic tac toe. I won’t let go of the chance to win!
    To commit the same sin on my next of kin
    Till the day my bones rest in a hole.
    Suffering inside, tormented soul! I have never lost sight of my final goal!
    The days too long, endless it seems,
    I behold all my shattered schemes and distorted dreams
    Of rape Torture and dismemberment.
    My heart, mind and soul filled with hatred and resentment
    Until finally I could take it no more!
    As the wrath of my hatred had come to the fore
    Ground that was smeared with my blood sweat and tears.
    Too many years I have sat here with fears
    This time I am ready for you to violate me.
    Repeated stabs to his neck. A skeleton key
    Rip out his eyes from his wretched head.
    Stomp his face in until my feet are red. He is dead!
    I snatched up my clothes that were thrown all around.
    For the first time in years I go above ground
    The sunlight was burning my eyes. I could barely see.
    Her silhouette to my surprise with her back to me
    The cellar door slams shut. But she doesn’t flinch,
    her flesh I will take inch after inch
    She will feel my wrath as I slice ever so slight.
    my first real meal! Enjoyable! Bite after bite.
    Drag her ass to the cellar to live as long as she can,
    no food just a knife and her mangled man
    If she wants to survive and she wants to live.
    This will be HER hell, I will never forgive!
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    Text Dot Dash

    Apr 25, 2003

    I like to savour the flavour
    Of my own works..
    Forget any favours
    My perfect words
    Exceeds any of thy neighbours
    I brought down Lucifers grace
    In a single case
    & now there..
    Playing chess with the human race
    I pity all & everyone
    Challenge me not..
    As im never wrong
    Never indulge in the six
    There kids with just tricks
    Join me, have a smashing time
    Like windows & bricks
    So come dine at my table
    Yea, its worth it
    Coz unlike these dumbfucks
    My company is perfect
    I never cease to amaze
    The power I raise
    & to give me your praise
    Would take a thousand essays
    So give in, be excessive
    As To be anything else
    Would be depressing..
    Now stop this wrestling
    Love thyself, perverted to hatred
    & fuck the rest,
    On me there just wasted
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    Text Dot Dash

    Apr 25, 2003
    Cereal Killer

    When you’re weak I laugh, let my name bleed like arsenic on a sheet
    Carnage beneath esteem, watch me breach and tarnish your beliefs
    I harness sleep like a disease when the stars are in your reach
    A dream keeper who collects peace of mind and scars all he feeds
    Beneath you will fall indeed, six feet of deceit when you call
    Unique with a squall so deep your niche is completely enthralled
    Let me Explain
    John Doe exists in pits of pain, deranged and needing to kill
    Eating up pills but still seeking something to bleed out at will
    Shielded with guilt which built from the kitten he maimed to death
    His stage is set. Brain erect for dissecting human insects
    Fed up he reaches down for a blade and puts on a trench coat
    About to walk out the house in hate when I tug his lynched rope
    He stops in his tracks as I suggest television for schemes
    He puts the knife down and rests watching CSI’s murder scenes
    See his getting Weaker
    John Doe now knows what he must do and just how he will do it
    There is a homeless man by the alley where he will lose it
    He waits until dark, hidden by the shadows, gaze to the stars
    Blade by his arm his chance to scar, carve, listening to Bach
    His sharpened instrument gets closer to its target audience
    As I hint the ultimate high will need more insurance
    He stops in his tracks and gives fifteen dollars to the has been
    And takes back to his humble home a gram of pure heroine
    And even weaker he Falls
    Based out his mind, eyes coloured red he edges down to the mall
    Where a pretty young girl is getting sized for her final curtain call
    He wants to hurt her sure, destroy what you can’t control
    Holding onto a razor his about savor the flavor of soul
    His blue blood is tainted, his breathing hectic about to move
    Each step gets him closer when I tell him it’s not all abuse
    He stops in his tracks as I say if you want to take life first you must give
    He puts down his weapon for good as love could exists
    He lost himself Completely
    After a year with the girl from the mall she is about to give birth
    He rushes her to the hospital whilst holding onto her purse
    He goes outside the front to relax with a milk shake and smoke
    When the same homeless man comes from behind to provoke
    John Doe to swing a punch but Johnny is a family man now
    The used up drug dealer slashes Doe throat as he falls to the ground
    John Doe once had a wish now he sprays the pavement stained
    You see I am SLOTH
    The difference between predator and PREY
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    Apr 25, 2003

    She was constantly staring at me, vagina begins perspiration
    My penis could sense it, responding with a thirst of sensation
    Her lips were slightly open, so succulent yet so full of life
    Her eyes a golden brown that could melt the hearts of ice
    Her brown hair highlighted with strips of reddish blonde
    Her smile exuberant as her tongue was looking for a bond
    She was wearing glasses, square shaped with a small frame
    She removed them slowly as I wanted her bra to do the same
    She began to bite down on them seductively, almost as if to call
    Me to her, she was wearing a lacey dress, my jaw began to fall
    She crossed her legs and began slouching as I made my move
    Kissing her neck gently because her skin was so smooth
    Her breaths getting heavy as her sweat made our clothes stick
    Her hands moved into my pants, gentle stroking my dick
    Licking my ears as I moaned heavily, I passionately kissed her
    She slowly pulls away, still close yet so far and begins to whisper
    “I love you.” She said as I froze, I wasn’t prepared for that
    “I love you too.” I replied as my penis continued its attack
    Until it erupted with an ecstasy that is unmatched by any feeling
    She lay on top of me, panting from my sexual healing
    She was still in love with me but mine vanished after I bust
    Perhaps I was caught up in the moment because all I really felt was lust…
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  9. patrown

    patrown student for life

    Dec 5, 2011
    I'm really glad your here kuja. Very good idea. Great choice of talent. Impressed.
  10. Cereal_Killer

    Cereal_Killer no ESCAPE

    Oct 25, 2002
    Very tight from all involved.. Nice1
  11. fairydance2000

    fairydance2000 don't wait, Procrastinate

    Mar 10, 2004
    Thank you text for posting it, they are great (clapping loudly)
    i will give the missing ones a go if you like? if they are any good i will pm it to you. i am out of practice, but will give it a try.
  12. Kuja

    Kuja Jack Skellington

    Aug 7, 2003
    =-) sorry for the long wait lol, but yea defo feel free to write the missing ones ill edit them in soon as i receive, nice to see you back too
  13. Shadow

    Shadow Kotaro's Master

    Apr 11, 2004
    cool...i had forgot about this
  14. TheInkwell

    TheInkwell New Member

    May 6, 2011
    fairy, are you doing both? if not, i'll take the one you're not doing..
    if everyone's cool with that
  15. Kuja

    Kuja Jack Skellington

    Aug 7, 2003
    ^ Nice =-)
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