(DEMONOLOGY & THE DARKSIDE)
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“Lilith”
I am the first human woman created, by God to be the wife of Adam/
Yet when commanded, I refused to bow to him, so with Lucifer I then fled Eden
I was later replaced by Eve by God, as I was now a godlike powerful demon/
And for this God casted me in to the ninth circle, along with Lucifer for treason
Hundreds of thousands of years later, Amen Hotep opened a gateway to Hell/
Leaving the portal opened, I made my escape, & built an army to destroy the world
Even the second prince of Hell, Leviathan, does not have the power I possess/
They call me the Queen of Hell, I summon demons and resurrect the dead
I drink the blood of newborn babies, that were kidnapped by my chef/
I'm known to possess very young girls, and torture their family to death
I am the mother of many a little girl, whos demonic spirits seduced the watchers/
A manipulator of any rank of demon, I can control any concept, being or object
Due to my status as the first demon, I am therefore the last of the sixty-six seals/
As Heaven fights to keep Lucifer contained, as well as me from being killed
Because if I am killed, the last seal, will release my master from his cage/
Hastening the epic battle between him & Michael, as it was written, was this day.
Copyright 2014 The Elusive Mr Dunne (All rights reserved)
Yet when commanded, I refused to bow to him, so with Lucifer I then fled Eden
I was later replaced by Eve by God, as I was now a godlike powerful demon/
And for this God casted me in to the ninth circle, along with Lucifer for treason
Hundreds of thousands of years later, Amen Hotep opened a gateway to Hell/
Leaving the portal opened, I made my escape, & built an army to destroy the world
Even the second prince of Hell, Leviathan, does not have the power I possess/
They call me the Queen of Hell, I summon demons and resurrect the dead
I drink the blood of newborn babies, that were kidnapped by my chef/
I'm known to possess very young girls, and torture their family to death
I am the mother of many a little girl, whos demonic spirits seduced the watchers/
A manipulator of any rank of demon, I can control any concept, being or object
Due to my status as the first demon, I am therefore the last of the sixty-six seals/
As Heaven fights to keep Lucifer contained, as well as me from being killed
Because if I am killed, the last seal, will release my master from his cage/
Hastening the epic battle between him & Michael, as it was written, was this day.
Copyright 2014 The Elusive Mr Dunne (All rights reserved)
“Moloch”
Yesterday,
While the mugs, queued in pubs to drink bollox/
I was in the forest, giving offerings to Moloch
All these people are simple, and speak trollop/
I went school, but wasn't schooled by the scholars
First MOLOCH, horrid King, smeared with blood/
I see horrid things, my idol's grim, with no love
I can hear the sound of sacrifice, and parent's tears/
As their children pass through fire, of what appears
The year Thirty-three, is when Adolf Hitler had control/
Of which was gained, from all the slain losing souls
With the body of a man, and the head of a bull/
I like to fly to foreign lands, cause I'm ahead of em all
In the bible, kids were sacrificed in Tophet/
Therefore forgive me, when I'm thinking nothing of it
I don't do this for the money, nor the profit/
As since I'm not a prophet, they will come and try to mock it.
Copyright 2020 The Elusive Mr Dunne (All rights reserved)
While the mugs, queued in pubs to drink bollox/
I was in the forest, giving offerings to Moloch
All these people are simple, and speak trollop/
I went school, but wasn't schooled by the scholars
First MOLOCH, horrid King, smeared with blood/
I see horrid things, my idol's grim, with no love
I can hear the sound of sacrifice, and parent's tears/
As their children pass through fire, of what appears
The year Thirty-three, is when Adolf Hitler had control/
Of which was gained, from all the slain losing souls
With the body of a man, and the head of a bull/
I like to fly to foreign lands, cause I'm ahead of em all
In the bible, kids were sacrificed in Tophet/
Therefore forgive me, when I'm thinking nothing of it
I don't do this for the money, nor the profit/
As since I'm not a prophet, they will come and try to mock it.
Copyright 2020 The Elusive Mr Dunne (All rights reserved)
“Collective Consciousness”
Most mistakenly believe Lucifer, is the name of a fallen angel/
Cast out of Heaven by God, to become an evil red Devil
When there is nothing in historical record, or even The Bible/
To substantiate this story, or that he was even God's rival
When the word 'Lucifer' is a Latin word, from the Roman Astronomers/
Referred to Planet Venus, as the morning star appears in the sky
It is believed Lucifer is a reference, to a civilisation or human being/
That manipulated genes of earth, and it's primates to create humans
So therefore Lucifer must be considered, as the Father of Human Race/
Rather than the evil ruler of Hell, in which the man-made bible states
The purpose of this experiment, was to create a third-dimensional system/
By a race of bright intelligent creatures, as all human's are information
Like electrical transmission towers, sending brain signals of all what we see/
Gathering a common matrix of data, known as the 'Collective Consciousness' of we
Suggesting that the human brain has the potential, of evolving into a force/
With the power to overwhelm, the power of the visting alien races course
This might explain why the influence, has gone to such lengths to prevent/
Humans from involving to their full potential, instead we accept this descent
Instead of becoming the wonderful creatures, that we were meant to be/
We have chosen to bow down to false figures, & deceptive religious beliefs
The humans have also chosen to plunder, the planet for more material wealth/
Whilst failing to tend the garden of mother nature, all in exchange for self
Consequently the earth is dying, and the human race doomed to extinction/
If we don't open up our minds, to see to what could be a Spiritual Evolution
So the only hope for mankind, is to call upon Lucifer to rise again/
And to help save a remnant of the race, so that Eden can be started again.
Copyright 2012 The Elusive Mr Dunne (All rights reserved)
Cast out of Heaven by God, to become an evil red Devil
When there is nothing in historical record, or even The Bible/
To substantiate this story, or that he was even God's rival
When the word 'Lucifer' is a Latin word, from the Roman Astronomers/
Referred to Planet Venus, as the morning star appears in the sky
It is believed Lucifer is a reference, to a civilisation or human being/
That manipulated genes of earth, and it's primates to create humans
So therefore Lucifer must be considered, as the Father of Human Race/
Rather than the evil ruler of Hell, in which the man-made bible states
The purpose of this experiment, was to create a third-dimensional system/
By a race of bright intelligent creatures, as all human's are information
Like electrical transmission towers, sending brain signals of all what we see/
Gathering a common matrix of data, known as the 'Collective Consciousness' of we
Suggesting that the human brain has the potential, of evolving into a force/
With the power to overwhelm, the power of the visting alien races course
This might explain why the influence, has gone to such lengths to prevent/
Humans from involving to their full potential, instead we accept this descent
Instead of becoming the wonderful creatures, that we were meant to be/
We have chosen to bow down to false figures, & deceptive religious beliefs
The humans have also chosen to plunder, the planet for more material wealth/
Whilst failing to tend the garden of mother nature, all in exchange for self
Consequently the earth is dying, and the human race doomed to extinction/
If we don't open up our minds, to see to what could be a Spiritual Evolution
So the only hope for mankind, is to call upon Lucifer to rise again/
And to help save a remnant of the race, so that Eden can be started again.
Copyright 2012 The Elusive Mr Dunne (All rights reserved)
“The Cambion”
We are the stillbirths, that don't breathe with beating hearts/
Half human and half demon, we are the Cambion of past
Taking a bite from the Apple, they'll soon die like Steve Jobs/
For they have laid down and sinned, in the light which is God
We are the offspring of Incubus, and no Succbus you're not/
From within the Dictionnaire Infernal, we're eternal like clock
A Succubus will have sex, and so acquire male sperm/
This she will then pass on to Incubus, for him to transfer
The sperm into female, for the pregnancy to occur/
Leaving the Sucubus to have sex, with the ex he prefers
We speak word into verse, our language Hebrew and Latin/
Here to curse what is earth, like him and the ring around Saturn
Like look at the Sphinx and what's happened, where is his nose/
I think it hurt he was black, so they smashed it and it shows
Yet all these Spastics still chose, to evoke us for greed/
So when their eyes they both close, we appear close in their sleep.
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Half human and half demon, we are the Cambion of past
Taking a bite from the Apple, they'll soon die like Steve Jobs/
For they have laid down and sinned, in the light which is God
We are the offspring of Incubus, and no Succbus you're not/
From within the Dictionnaire Infernal, we're eternal like clock
A Succubus will have sex, and so acquire male sperm/
This she will then pass on to Incubus, for him to transfer
The sperm into female, for the pregnancy to occur/
Leaving the Sucubus to have sex, with the ex he prefers
We speak word into verse, our language Hebrew and Latin/
Here to curse what is earth, like him and the ring around Saturn
Like look at the Sphinx and what's happened, where is his nose/
I think it hurt he was black, so they smashed it and it shows
Yet all these Spastics still chose, to evoke us for greed/
So when their eyes they both close, we appear close in their sleep.
Copyright 2020 The Elusive Mr Dunne (All rights reserved)
“The Nine Levels Of Hell”
Welcome to Purgatory, where the dew of repentance washes off stain/
Through confession and satisfaction, righteousness you shall gain
As sins cleansed from your soul, you'll be illuminated by sun/
And you will know the joys of paradise or ascend to level one, LIMBO.
Ushered across the River Acheron, to the brink of an abysmal grief/
A place of sorrow without torment, a seven walled castle filled with peace
Rolling fresh meadows by abundance, illuminated by the light of reason/
Mixed with unbaptised children and pagans, who are unfit to enter heaven,
So you enter LEVEL TWO.
Now you are in a place mute of light, where the lustful spend eternity/
And here the unforgiveing winds, blow sinners around endlessly
The infernal hurricane never rests, as all reason has been betrayed/
So Cleopatra and Helen of Troy, are the two that share your fate,
Now let me take you to LEVEL THREE.
In the third circle you find yourself, amidst eternal rain & putrid water/
The Gluttons are punished here on the level, of a cruel canine monster
With three heads and red eyes, growling and tearing at the damned/
For choosing to consume in excess, instead of sharing with thy fellow man
LEVEL FOUR.
Just before River Styx, is the fourth level of Hell/
Where you'll share eternal damnation, for only caring for self
For hoarding everything and sharing nothing, this is where you'll dwell/
As punishment along with Plutus, the wolf-like demon of wealth.
Now LEVEL FIVE is where they punish, the gloomy and the wrathful/
For lashing out in furious anger, and tearing each other piecemeal
Gurgling in black mud, slothful, and withdrawn from this world/
Because you lived a cruel vindictive life, so this is where you'll dwell.
Now the Hell of LEVEL SIX is Satan's wretched city, the city of Dis/
That's surrounded by iron walls, before the fields full of distress
Burning tombs litter the landscape, with audible doleful sighs/
Here you will join the wicked, and will be offered no respite.
Welcome to LEVEL SEVEN.
Guarded by the Minotaur, and encircled within the River of Blood/
Boiling in the 7th Level of Hell, for commiting violence against god
Bodies hanging from the branches, with birdlike creatures with faces/
Whilst flakes of fire rain down, on these bodies all made naked.
Now LEVEL EIGHT is Malebolge, and contains many and varied sinners/
Those guilty of fraudulance and malice, the seducers and pimps
Wedged in to stone walls, feet are licked by eternal flame/
Whilst serpents wrap around men, through the pitiful lament of pain.
Now LEVEL NINE is called Cocytus, and is the deepest level of Hell/
Where the fallen angels reside, along with the demon Satan himself
His wings flapping eternally, whilst producing winds that freeze ice/
Where eyes forever weep, being furthest away from the light.
Copyright 2012 The Elusive Mr Dunne (All rights reserved)
Through confession and satisfaction, righteousness you shall gain
As sins cleansed from your soul, you'll be illuminated by sun/
And you will know the joys of paradise or ascend to level one, LIMBO.
Ushered across the River Acheron, to the brink of an abysmal grief/
A place of sorrow without torment, a seven walled castle filled with peace
Rolling fresh meadows by abundance, illuminated by the light of reason/
Mixed with unbaptised children and pagans, who are unfit to enter heaven,
So you enter LEVEL TWO.
Now you are in a place mute of light, where the lustful spend eternity/
And here the unforgiveing winds, blow sinners around endlessly
The infernal hurricane never rests, as all reason has been betrayed/
So Cleopatra and Helen of Troy, are the two that share your fate,
Now let me take you to LEVEL THREE.
In the third circle you find yourself, amidst eternal rain & putrid water/
The Gluttons are punished here on the level, of a cruel canine monster
With three heads and red eyes, growling and tearing at the damned/
For choosing to consume in excess, instead of sharing with thy fellow man
LEVEL FOUR.
Just before River Styx, is the fourth level of Hell/
Where you'll share eternal damnation, for only caring for self
For hoarding everything and sharing nothing, this is where you'll dwell/
As punishment along with Plutus, the wolf-like demon of wealth.
Now LEVEL FIVE is where they punish, the gloomy and the wrathful/
For lashing out in furious anger, and tearing each other piecemeal
Gurgling in black mud, slothful, and withdrawn from this world/
Because you lived a cruel vindictive life, so this is where you'll dwell.
Now the Hell of LEVEL SIX is Satan's wretched city, the city of Dis/
That's surrounded by iron walls, before the fields full of distress
Burning tombs litter the landscape, with audible doleful sighs/
Here you will join the wicked, and will be offered no respite.
Welcome to LEVEL SEVEN.
Guarded by the Minotaur, and encircled within the River of Blood/
Boiling in the 7th Level of Hell, for commiting violence against god
Bodies hanging from the branches, with birdlike creatures with faces/
Whilst flakes of fire rain down, on these bodies all made naked.
Now LEVEL EIGHT is Malebolge, and contains many and varied sinners/
Those guilty of fraudulance and malice, the seducers and pimps
Wedged in to stone walls, feet are licked by eternal flame/
Whilst serpents wrap around men, through the pitiful lament of pain.
Now LEVEL NINE is called Cocytus, and is the deepest level of Hell/
Where the fallen angels reside, along with the demon Satan himself
His wings flapping eternally, whilst producing winds that freeze ice/
Where eyes forever weep, being furthest away from the light.
Copyright 2012 The Elusive Mr Dunne (All rights reserved)
“Necromancy”
Divination by means and divination of corpses/
Rifling graves for grisly charms, with Magicians and Witches
Necromancy is a universal practice, intiated only by the brave/
It is thought the Astral corpse, has an intense desire to live again
And could, by absorbing life energy, from living creatures and man/
So unless taking adequate precautions, danger may defeat the man
If one is to evoke the dead, he needs help from a powerful spirit/
Both for his own protection, and to compel the corpse to submit
A spell from Ancient Greece, calls upon powers of the Mighty Kore/
To bind the dead with Persephone, Ereshkigal, Adonis, Hermes & Thoth
The summoning of the dead requires, a burnt sacrifice and bloody alter/
Burning substances for their influences, carefully produced scents & odours
Carefully studying the position of planets, especially Saturn and the Moon/
The site most favourable is the lonely cross roads, an unfrequented forest or ruin
Once the time is decided, a series of concentric circles of power must be drawn/
On the ground within which, inscribed crosses and the holy names of God
The circle must be blessed and consecrated, with the Magician in the centre/
Holy symbols protecting from all danger, the dead rise using names of power
Frightening ordeals of phantoms screaming, or shapes of furious beast's/
Raging about the circle, and threatening to tear the Sorcerer to pieces
When the dead finally submits, he often becomes transformed into a man/
Who is ready to answer any questions, be it soul, spirit or land
After this you must dismiss the dead, until vanishing amid clouds of sulphur/
Then burn the flowers, bury the ashes, and save your soul from terrible danger.
Copyright 2012 The Elusive Mr Dunne (All rights reserved)
Rifling graves for grisly charms, with Magicians and Witches
Necromancy is a universal practice, intiated only by the brave/
It is thought the Astral corpse, has an intense desire to live again
And could, by absorbing life energy, from living creatures and man/
So unless taking adequate precautions, danger may defeat the man
If one is to evoke the dead, he needs help from a powerful spirit/
Both for his own protection, and to compel the corpse to submit
A spell from Ancient Greece, calls upon powers of the Mighty Kore/
To bind the dead with Persephone, Ereshkigal, Adonis, Hermes & Thoth
The summoning of the dead requires, a burnt sacrifice and bloody alter/
Burning substances for their influences, carefully produced scents & odours
Carefully studying the position of planets, especially Saturn and the Moon/
The site most favourable is the lonely cross roads, an unfrequented forest or ruin
Once the time is decided, a series of concentric circles of power must be drawn/
On the ground within which, inscribed crosses and the holy names of God
The circle must be blessed and consecrated, with the Magician in the centre/
Holy symbols protecting from all danger, the dead rise using names of power
Frightening ordeals of phantoms screaming, or shapes of furious beast's/
Raging about the circle, and threatening to tear the Sorcerer to pieces
When the dead finally submits, he often becomes transformed into a man/
Who is ready to answer any questions, be it soul, spirit or land
After this you must dismiss the dead, until vanishing amid clouds of sulphur/
Then burn the flowers, bury the ashes, and save your soul from terrible danger.
Copyright 2012 The Elusive Mr Dunne (All rights reserved)
“Lord Of The Flies”
I was cast out of heaven, after the dark was found in my heart on the seventh/
For taking a course of opposition, and my resistance to the presence of god
A manslayer who didn't stand fast, in the truth as truth wasn't in him/
Bringing death of Adam and Eve, then brought sin and death to their offspring
I communicate speech through the serpent, seducing Eve in to disobedience/
And in turn Eve induced Adam, to take the same rebellious course
I speak only to lift the veil, to give a glimpse in to heavenly affairs/
Which I reveal at my own peril, until the heavenly one appears
My argument is clear, skin in behalf of skin and everything that a man has/
He will give in behalf of his soul, now for a change, thrust out your hand
And please touch as far as his bones, and his flesh and then you will see/
Whether or not he will curse you to your face, or your faith has been believed
I brought about a raid from Sabean marauders, as well as a destruction of flocks/
And the shepherds by what Job's messenger called, "The Very Fire of God"
Now I've been called a liar by god, and labelled as the 'The father of all lies"/
When I'm the prince of eternal darkness, Beelzebub aka "Lord of the Flies"
Copyright 2012 The Elusive Mr Dunne (All rights reserved)
For taking a course of opposition, and my resistance to the presence of god
A manslayer who didn't stand fast, in the truth as truth wasn't in him/
Bringing death of Adam and Eve, then brought sin and death to their offspring
I communicate speech through the serpent, seducing Eve in to disobedience/
And in turn Eve induced Adam, to take the same rebellious course
I speak only to lift the veil, to give a glimpse in to heavenly affairs/
Which I reveal at my own peril, until the heavenly one appears
My argument is clear, skin in behalf of skin and everything that a man has/
He will give in behalf of his soul, now for a change, thrust out your hand
And please touch as far as his bones, and his flesh and then you will see/
Whether or not he will curse you to your face, or your faith has been believed
I brought about a raid from Sabean marauders, as well as a destruction of flocks/
And the shepherds by what Job's messenger called, "The Very Fire of God"
Now I've been called a liar by god, and labelled as the 'The father of all lies"/
When I'm the prince of eternal darkness, Beelzebub aka "Lord of the Flies"
Copyright 2012 The Elusive Mr Dunne (All rights reserved)
“Keepers Of The Chalice”
I use poetry to devour the people, similar to the barbaric prophet, Balaam/
& if you mock my bald head like prophet Elisha, 42 kids will come to harm
A worshipper of the god Baal, you can call me 'the devastator', Balak/
I practice the art of glossolalia, so you'll never decipher what I rap
Back from the dead like Lazarus, I'm highly cancerous in my speech/
Very much hazardous to Nazereth, I'll burn the city as it sleeps
I only associate with the meek, for they are weak in their minds/
And need a leader to lead 'em, so mislead 'em does I
Residing in the Nine Levels of Hell, ever since we fell from them gates/
& took with us The Holy Grail, which is often thought to be mandrake
We have kept it in safe hands, so that to ensure it's survival/
As mankind is a fool, who worship fake cups and false idol
According to The Bible, Jesus died on the cross, yet he lived/
& married Mary Magdalene, who is the mother to his kids
Now everyday we toast to that, as we drink from this sangreal/
As how can Jesus ever come back, if there are no wounds to heal.
Copyright 2014 The Elusive Mr Dunne (All rights reserved)
& if you mock my bald head like prophet Elisha, 42 kids will come to harm
A worshipper of the god Baal, you can call me 'the devastator', Balak/
I practice the art of glossolalia, so you'll never decipher what I rap
Back from the dead like Lazarus, I'm highly cancerous in my speech/
Very much hazardous to Nazereth, I'll burn the city as it sleeps
I only associate with the meek, for they are weak in their minds/
And need a leader to lead 'em, so mislead 'em does I
Residing in the Nine Levels of Hell, ever since we fell from them gates/
& took with us The Holy Grail, which is often thought to be mandrake
We have kept it in safe hands, so that to ensure it's survival/
As mankind is a fool, who worship fake cups and false idol
According to The Bible, Jesus died on the cross, yet he lived/
& married Mary Magdalene, who is the mother to his kids
Now everyday we toast to that, as we drink from this sangreal/
As how can Jesus ever come back, if there are no wounds to heal.
Copyright 2014 The Elusive Mr Dunne (All rights reserved)
“When Angels Fall”
Seeking spiritual guidance, my alignment became wonky/
There was an owl on the prowl, with the hind legs of a donkey
Hearing trumpets on the hill, feeling the opposing approaching/
Clouds of sulphur and opium, in a dosage you couldn't close to him
He was closing in, the robe he in, my Rosarys on the Doberman/
Holy water we couldn't soak him in, no hope for him, he hoped to sin
The hopeless thing, had hope within, the moat within, we hoped to swim/
Drowning in, what they found him in, the sound of men, they moan again
They roam again, like in Rome again, with legions of their Omen friends/
The reason I can flow a pen, cause all my life, I've been alone with them
I unsealed what was sealed, and what was real got revealed/
From out of the vessel, the sigil, of a lesser that could never be killed
I can see the killing of all people, while these people still breathe/
Yet if I ever tell these people, they would think this evil is me
So when these feeble and meek, start to speak up I ignore/
With a mind that goes this deep, there's a lot more to explore.
Copyright 2020 The Elusive Mr Dunne (All rights reserved)
There was an owl on the prowl, with the hind legs of a donkey
Hearing trumpets on the hill, feeling the opposing approaching/
Clouds of sulphur and opium, in a dosage you couldn't close to him
He was closing in, the robe he in, my Rosarys on the Doberman/
Holy water we couldn't soak him in, no hope for him, he hoped to sin
The hopeless thing, had hope within, the moat within, we hoped to swim/
Drowning in, what they found him in, the sound of men, they moan again
They roam again, like in Rome again, with legions of their Omen friends/
The reason I can flow a pen, cause all my life, I've been alone with them
I unsealed what was sealed, and what was real got revealed/
From out of the vessel, the sigil, of a lesser that could never be killed
I can see the killing of all people, while these people still breathe/
Yet if I ever tell these people, they would think this evil is me
So when these feeble and meek, start to speak up I ignore/
With a mind that goes this deep, there's a lot more to explore.
Copyright 2020 The Elusive Mr Dunne (All rights reserved)