You are my Puppet...

I am the masterful Puppet
Master of the plot of your destruction
For all I must do is pull a string
And create your downfall thus you will crave vengeance
For each move I make you do with bladed
Intentions to cut into the thought of pain.

For the sake of your pain
Resist not for I the master of the puppet
Can sever the ties with bladed
Hatred that will lead to your mind and body’s destruction
Then to your thirst of pure vengeance
That will persuade me to cut the strings.

The master of puppets I am with the strings
That hold you up or can cause you pain
So intense that the fact of vengeance
Will be but another puppet
Under my control along with your schemed destruction
With my knife to cut that is double bladed.

All it takes is a little bladed
Mind to slash the strings
That connect my thoughts to your destruction
Which is laced with massive amounts of pain
In which you can’t escape for you are my puppet
And only I determine your vengeance.

But I not just control you and your vengeance
No, I also control any bladed
Thoughts you may have to turn the puppet
You are into your own person without the strings
To hold you up and that give you pain
And the ability to plot my destruction.





But you can never plot my destruction
For you and your vengeance
Have no power of overcoming me or your pain
In which I have inflicted with the bladed
Dagger and with that dagger cut the strings
That contain you and keep you as my puppet.

You now can never plot my destruction with whatever bladed
Intentions you had for vengeance for me holding the strings
That lead to you pain of being my little useful puppet…


The Puppet Master

In the Name of the Heavy Metal Gods

Today is a power chord on my J3 Six Sky blue electric guitar.
Today is that crazy sound of a fifth string bended down with the middle finger.
Today is an awesomely crazy harmonic bend on the third string fourth fret.
Today is a song played by hours of a hard twisted and formed work of art.
Today is a DS-7 distorted pedal of rushing adrenalin.
Today is the metallica song Devil’s Dance… Awesome.
Today is the first cheez it from the box, just before a performance on stage.
Today is the four leaf clover I found on my Kustom 15 watt Amplifier.
Today is a rush of adrenalin and sweat.
I must stop talking now for I have fans to please out in the crowd.

Say my name in the Name of Heavy Metal…
—Derek Youngs
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Lament: Dark as Pencil Lead

To feel like I’m falling,
Uncontrollably,
Never endingly.
I have felt like crying,
But if I do that, I could never move my hand.
Which my life is as dark as pencil lead.

To look at her picture just to see,
Lifeless,
Colorless.
I look at her eyes which are as grey as clouds,
And her lips, which are now smudged.
And her hair is the same as my heart… dark as pencil lead.

To have this lament feeling,
Heavy,
Unbarring.
But I must move my hand,
For if I don’t I can never move on.
And I look at my hands, which are now smudged, dark as pencil lead.

But I now decide to move on,
Erasing the pain,
Starting new.
But now there is a change,
A change in US both.
We both now have color, nevermore as dark as pencil lead.

— The Puppet Master
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Black Horizon: Soul

I am a leader, I shall not die,
Dressed in black, out to war,
And in the air is a pitch black sky.

A being who has very few flaws,
A being that is very skilled,
Never stare into my eye.

Out to the world man created,
With my comrades along with me,
I am a leader, I shall not die.

Neither I nor my comrades fell with defeat,
Showing a small number can be quite oppressive,
Never stare into my eye.

We have met our destination,
To you we are an inconvenience,
I am a leader, I shall not die,
Never look into my eye.

Manikins

Bodies of lifeless, motionless statures,

with ten or fifteen in one's possession.

With strings, life can be brought to these manikins,

but making them more than manikins afterwards.

What used to be lifeless and motionless, now has movements,

and now these former called manikins, are now called your creations....

STRINGS

Sstruggling endlessly, you cannot escape my

Tight grasp which you are caught in for

Reasons that I desire with passion

In cold blooded intentions that will

Never leave this world until I cut the strings

Gaining knowledge and pleasure of the acceptable

Structures of the human body and movements...

Puppet Master

Here I stand controlling you,
with each of my fingers moving parts of your body.
You who cannot move unless i decide otherwise,
you cannot fight me, if you do you will fail.
I move my right index finger, your right arm moves,
I move my left index finger, your left arm moves.
You are mine and mine alone,
you are my creation, forever mine...

Doujutsu

Death before honor is the way of the ninja
Otherwise we would be reduced to lesser creatures
Unlike any other on this land, we travel from mission to mission
Just to be used as tools, but we do it for our clan,
Using a power to help us in these tough missions
That we face death and stare it in the face, but only then do we
See that our true professions of ninjistu come to aid us and with the Use of the
Doujutsu eye powers, do we overcome our impossible obstacles.

Shouhan

See into my supernatural eyes to see a
Horror that will descend your mind into
Oblivion, in which if you escape, will forever experience
Utter torture in your mind, and into a fire so black, you will be consumed with
Hatred that blind you from reality, and thus destroy you and
Any other comrade that stands by your side, and once you look into my eyes, you will
Never be the same again…

FREEDOM

From domains ruled by lords at war, I must
Rebel against those I even serve for my clan, for
Every man is dedicated to their own clan, but I am not like
Every other man, because I don’t belong here in this clan, and if I stay I may face
Death like many men before me, so now I must betray the clan that
Obviously uses me for their own battle pleasures, and now for
Me, I now have what every warrior yearns for… freedom.

The Black Knight

The night has come, no time to hide,
For nowhere is safe if you are outside.
Run, run, you'll never get away,
And only 3 more hours, till the break of day.
So don't struggle with the fact of sight,
For you will be owned by the Black Knight.
Derek Y

CHICKENS
Chicken sacrifice their lives for us,
To eat with barbecue sauce without fuss.
So lets sit down with blessings of joy,
With shrimp fried chicken with a little soy.
With crispy Bacon on bread slightly toasted,
To enjoy this combo of chickens oven roasted.
And after all this long lasting finger lickin',
I'm am full to say that was some tasty chicken.
Derek Y