The Feast

The Feast

A Poem by Fréyjä Helvití

Tonight we feast on the frail once again

And I’ll drag you down to the very end

Your screams shall silence our desires

Prepare to die and be devoured

 

Deep down this sepulchral soul

Holds contempt above you all

Demented lies and immolation

Now begins this desolation!

 

Murder are best behind closed doors

So what are we waiting for?

Symphonies of brutality!

F**k you all humanity!

© 2013 Fréyjä Helvití


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Indeed, heavy tone where rage is seething fortitude. Feeling is forlorn
to oblivion, as in unapologetic to point of an apocalyptic state of mind.
No matter where life starts, we end up where we begin, and that
is trying to understand something beyond our grasp. Well written!

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Fréyjä Helvití

11 Years Ago

Thank you Michael...Appreciate your thoughts on this... :)



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Holy hell in a hand basket, that was brutally fierce. Awesome!!

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Fréyjä Helvití

11 Years Ago

Thank you...
hmm, a very deep and dark scream here, well done!

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Fréyjä Helvití

11 Years Ago

Thank you...

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Added on July 14, 2012
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Fréyjä Helvití
Fréyjä Helvití

Rivendell, Middle Earth, Philippines



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