Alien infection

In my head, i hear their voices, their always asking the same questions, telling me the same lies over and over again

4ever twisted together

4ever together, 4ever one, we are  two souls twisted into one, my heart is yours, and your heart is mine, now they are intertwined

Laid to rest

Laid to rest in her holding cell, deep in the ground is where her body is found, but as for her spirit, it haunts the graveyard

Infected by the spirits of the dead

Through the realms of different dimensions, i walked through realm of the dead, but when i came back i wasnt alone

Twisted together

We are molding into one, twisting together into one forever

Another day drowning

Overcome by grief and lower emotions. I struggle to survive in a world so cold and dark, everyday i swim towards the light but I always drown before I get there,

I feel your presents

I can tell your around, haunting these grounds, a ghost to some, a loving memory to others, in glimpse I see you but not enough to capture you completely

Last breathe

With her last breathe she cried out "GOD HELP ME", restricted of air, gasping, while the demented struggler took her life, he had no emotion, all he saw was the past haunting him, "taking her life was the only way" he said, " the only way to help ease the memory".

Creep

So you wait outside on the coldest day stalking your prey, she doesn't want you but you insist that she really does inside, that someone in her mind she loves you just as much as you love her, but really you know its all a lie.

Reek havoc

Tear down the walls, break down the foundation, reek havok on the enemy

Raising the dead

Open your mind, listen to the spirits of the dead, they are calling each one of us, trying to tell us things about the past, future, and realms unseen. Just watch who you talk to, some are good, and some are evil. They might want to take over your body, so watch yourself before you go raising the dead.

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inside out

My feeling that have been bottled up inside, they now are burning up, they want to be released, I can feel them haunting, trapping me in a vicious cycle, I need to let them out before its to late.

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Crucify me

Hate me for what I am, hate me for control, hate me for my beliefs, hate me for your god, crucify me for your sins, crucify me for no real reason, crucify me for a lie, crucify me for your god, I am the sacrifice

Decaying angel

She fell from heaven, long forgotten, dead to anyones memory, she awaits while she's rotting and decaying to bring destruction to anyone who finds her, she's a curse waiting to be dug up

Left to rot

Leave me here all alone, I am cold, ugly and paranoid. I can not tell the difference between reality and illusion. Your eyes have scarred me with the feelings of worthlessness .

Legion

We are legion, For we are many, we've come for a host, to take over a humans body is what we crave, we will fight you until you give in. We live off of fear and sin, once you let us in, there's no exscaping your fate

You reap what you sew

Every corner I feel a dark presents, who's been watching, and waiting. He's very hungry for lost souls, and mine is a great main course. He whispers to me that I'm going to get what I deserve.

Becoming one with the higher self

Your higher self is you, but is uncomprised by this earth boundless, and always connected to God's knowledge. Ask and you shall receive but only if you mean, only if you need it, transform yourself with your higher self

Mind of a predator

Look in to my eyes, I will not be left behind, I am the strong, I will prey on the weak, I will destroy all I see, destroy all that haunts me, only the strong will survive

Born and raised twisted

Entered into the world a monster, an odd deformed being, raised to be cold, distant, and evil.

Alone with death part 2

Face to face with the angel, he wants my soul, but he wants it slow, just a peice at time, until I'm completely paralyzed

Asylum (twisted and torn)

Haunted by the demons in his head, no where to hide, no exscape, just twisted and torn

3 ways to start a plague

1. Believe in evil
2. Curse the living
3. Raise the dead

Blood, sweat, and fear, (liquid dreams and seductive horror corroded)

Kidnapped, and taken to some unknown location. They knock me out, I awake in surgery, its like some liquid dream, a very seductive horror story

Liquid dreams and seductive horror

Laying down on a bed of steel while the surgeon takes out my ribs, watching in horror as he does these horrible things to me.

How to touch a stranger?

Use your minds eye, see what they want and give it to them

Insecticide

Fly to me, before you die, my arms open, so don't turn back, I am waiting for you patiently, don't make me regret it, don't test me because you wil only hurt yourself

scrying to the beat of a different drum part 2

What do you hear in your head? Do you have calling? Meditate on it, listen to the voice of your higher self

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dont drown me

Jesus christ! Don't drown me in a lake of fire.

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Jesus Christ!!!! Don't drown me

Original painting, no effects by marcel pyron, the details are in the mix, inside the pattern

Secrets of the dead part 3

Further into the unknown past the dimensions of reality, what is real, what is illusion, could you tell if it was right in front of you

White noise

The spirits of the dead are trying to communicate, can you hear them?

The darkest beauty

Mysteries of the dark are strangly beautiful, sometimes cruel, sometimes sweet, open your mind to the beauty of the darkness

Exorcism

Praying and waiting, dreaming, and hating, all my days away, please god take this demon away, please lord destroy this enity today

Secrets of the dead part 2

Another realm of sadistic twist and paranoid fantasies. A new nightmare within my head emerging.

Skying to the beat of a different drum part 1

We are all different, we all want different things, there's not one person the same even though they look alike.

Secrets of the dead, part 1

A haunting painting, by marcel pyron, no effects, channeling to various spiritual guides through meditation, I have found one who's made a major impact and three who have guided me in terrible ways, through nightmares.

Self portraits of a reaper

Lost within myself, who am I, I still am in search of something I lost or maybe never had

Beautiful misery part 2, enhanced and warped

What a beautiful scene on such miserable day.

Asylum part 3, the asylum continues

Double headed, suffering from illusions, skitso, multipersoniality, one talks to themselves, asks themselves questions and answers them but believing someone else gave them the anwser.

Selfless control factor tampered and restricted

When controlled by unseen forces the good you try to do, may in the end be bad

In the mind of a killer part 1

Into the mind of a twisted homocidal maniac, there's a bloody knife with a name on it, who's name is it? Is it yours? Or are you the killer or am I?