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Mors AngelusOff the train they comeMors Angelus by Write4ALiving
With the star of pain on their breasts
The Doctor chooses
Pain is painful
Dark is darkness
Brown from blue
Black from white
Twins from the cattle wagons
Fearful and scared
The Doctor ensures death
Needles, fried skin and defilements
Worse than the gas is the needle
Worse than the chamber is the table
Least the gassed died quickly
The injected died slowly
Work makes you free?
Death makes you free
Horror makes you free
He who should've been hanging from the noose
Met his maker in the cold graveyard of the sea
The manI can't move.The man by Lucid-Havoc
I'm dreaming, right?
There he is again.
The man without a face.
He has come for me.
I can see the needle.
I can see his knives.
I know him.
Who is he?
Why doesn't he kill me?
He waits until the sun begins to rise.
Then he moves.
He runs at me with the needle.
Surely my life ends.
I wake up.
I know he will return.
The same will happen.
I don't get it.
Why doesn't he kill me?
A Needle Is the Only Tool I Need!.A Needle Is The Only Tool I NeedA Needle Is the Only Tool I Need! by Ozzyiommi
I am a magnificent, brilliant doctor,
I am saving the Germans!
I keep a jar of eyeballs in my locker,
I am killing the Vermin!
You might not or will not yet understand me,
You certainly will cower!
You might just have to undertake surgery,
You see, I have that power!
My tool - I am wielding a powerful tool,
My tool will hurt you, don't fight!
My tool makes your blood form into deep, dark pools,
My tool might just take your sight!
A weapon, mine, will turn your eyes blue as sea,
A game, I will succeed!
A twisted vision for only you and me,
A needle is the only tool I need!
The Dearest of Them All: Josef MengeleThe tall doctor pulled up long rubber surgical gloves that were loose on his firm hands. I stared into his cold eyes. He had such an inviting warming smile, but such an evil, dead expression in his upper features. How I loved him, maybe even like a father, of which I was missing. I dont know had happened to him... but Atleast I had a man to fill the gaps. It was so strange, the doctor being like a father figure and yet him approaching me like a partner. Of course, I could never feel the same way about him. Of course not, Him having to be 30s or in his 40s, and I, just breathing on 15. It was so strange; he was a man just like I was. It couldnt be that he was gay...The Dearest of Them All: Josef Mengele by Ozzyiommi
He smiled with his teeth, showing off the gap. God... I loved that gap. It was what was so inviting about him, His smile with the gap.
"Hello darling." He said inattentively, scribbling some script on a page in a clipboard. "Are you alright today, dear?"
I nodded. He glanced up at me with an evil glare. "Answer me verbally,