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tears of decadence's picture MuRdeRet tHe JuGgaLleTte

to my vampire...
1st verse...
if intrested for the rest email me at
tearsofdecadence@yahoo.com


im frosted flames all set ablaze
im molted lava iced over for daze
welcome to my pair of dice
3 & 6 with a crucifix sliced
a goodie bag all filled with trix
time & god they were both bent
all i am is element & electricity
they fried my fuccin brain with their gotdamn democracy
i feel the contradiction of both living & of dead
i feel the hate they did to me & my boyfreind that is dead
my body controls the mind so overall im fine
know word that they describe could define this place thats mine
im murderet the juggallette wuddup thats my name
i stared my head unto the ground & still i have no shame
the letters that stand between j & R spell e.h.t.t.e
everything holds time tells everything rewind
& thats what he says about me .e. he
i play the drums but they aint red
their green cause i smoke weed
some they call it a habit i just call it a need
i have no fuccin greed it was an N not a D
but then in and it spells both all natures dates is he
i twist it all around things they just make sence
but how the fuccd a ball get behind the fence
theres mystery in everything only one thing dont make sencewhere the fucc do things go when they dissapear in suspence
a fuccin hatchet swung a closet to a room
a homies to a brothers back to a homies to be consumed
ive met the fave of doom ive stared em in the eye
but in my worlds of eternity i see my own damn skies
scream my fuccin name crackle in the background until you go insane
but dont let em take your name i got three of three there special
i like bloody pictures but na i dont backyard wrestly
im a tough little vessle you better watch out
ill rip your fuccin tung out while you scream & shout
i live beneath his law do what ever thou wilt
a black rose & a blue both made of solid silk
send them out keep them in back an forth they go
but hes there & its only him - he is my juggalo

~yours truly
jonnie marie rome~



~Jazz Daffy~
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M I D W E S T E A S T S I D E - M U D D A F A U C K O

AXES ~ HATCHETS ~ TOMAHAUKS ~ AND ~ CHAINS
do you call out my name in the neverending rain?
AXES ~ HATCHETS ~ TOMAHAUKS ~ AND ~ CHAINS

M I D W E S T E A S T S I D E - M U D D A F A U C K O



~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Dark Lotus ~ Black Crows ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

Balck feathers black eyes black wings Perched atop the cemetery gateing
Waiting for me, recording my moves Used to be one, now there are two
A couple waiting to pick at my soul And bring me back to the one in control The faster I run they still give chase Will they leave me if I reveal my Holy Cross face

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The Court of the Royal Family of humans

his highness the prince~ Justin B.k.a necromancer
her highness the princess~ Joanna B.k.a "sIo"
her highness the knight~ tears of decadence
his highness the knight~ Spat
the high jester~ sixout
her highness the spellcaster~ Shadowed Misery

The Court of the Royal Fearies

The Queen ~ Midnight
The king ~ Silver (Siver)
The proud warrior and brother of her ~ Quatro
Prince- Darken

Royal Court Of Creatures

Our Prince's Dragon- Cao Zen
Our Prince's Crow- Flock
Our Knight(f)'s Vampire- HIM


I am THE knight known thgough tears i wander throughout this chaotic land. I reside within the darkest realms of sanity with HIM. Ive battled the world by returning to them their own hate in which they feed upon, it has been sent to the sun. I defend the royal family and hold upmost respect for the King and Queen. Ive battled deamonds and judges though it is HIM that protects me and keeps me safe. We walk together protecting Midnight with upmost security.

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~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Dark Lotus ~ Call upon your gods~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

I think it's funny how...the toughest criminals and thugs and whatever...when they're on their death bed...you know like the day before they fry in the electric chair...all of a sudden they want to get religious. I heard that 9 out of 10 inmates on death row are all ultra religious. That's because they know they're about to die. That they are about the meet whatever's after death. It's funny...nobody wants to turn to god till it's too late. Till it's time for you to fuckin' die

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Devil Goddess Virgin Whore






M I D W E S T E A S T S I D E - M U D D A F A U C K O




ha muddafuccin ha muddafuccin ha muddafuccin ha
my hatchet forever marches to spit in the face of the fuccin ra





M I D W E S T E A S T S I D E - M U D D A F A U C K O




~~~~~~~~~~this is my staleness~~~~~~~~~~

WASTELANDS PILE ABOVE THE GROUND
BODIES AND BUILDINGS COME TUMBLING DOWN
CHAOS DESTRUCTION AVALANCHES NO LAND
TIME IN THE DISTANCE NO GLASS IN THE SAND
KRYPTONITE GLISTENS GREEN SPARKLES ARE SEEN
SUNS RISE & SUNS SET THE FALL OF AUTUMN IN DREAMS
MULTIPLY ONCE BY ONEANY NUMBER
IT ALL COMES TO ZERO NO WAKING NO SLUMBER
A TREE A SNAKE AN APPLES MISTAKE
NO ADAM NO EVE JUST A LISTENING LAKE
NO TAKE NO GIVE NO MOTHER NO LIVE
NO FATHER NO BLAME AND THE KID GETS THE SHAME
BUT THE KID GIVES THE SHAME TO THE FATER WITH NO NAME
& SHE DANCES IN THE RAIN TILL SHE SOLEY FEELS SAIN
ACCOUNTABILITY TAKEN FOR THE ALL THAT IS
NO WORDS TO EXPLAIN WHAT IT IS IM LIVIN IN
CREATION DISORDER TIDAL WAVES ON THE BORDER
GRASS GROWS INTO FLOWERS
& THE EARTH IT DEVOURS
AN ANARKIST CROSSED AS AN ANTIKRIST PLAUGED
A BODY A HEART & A MIND THAT WAS RIGGED

§ murderet THE juggallette §





~~~~~~~~~~this is my staleness~~~~~~~~~~

I gotta somethin somethin stashed inside my head
I take a screw I tap it in But still my blood turns red
i fuckin hate the shit I swear to GoD its Blu
its the only colour not disguised i know that this is tru
you could say i fucced with voodoo i never made
but i twistid one & called it dad and threw it at the wall
fuck you muthafuccer you get half the blame
you & that no good worthless bitch i aint even gon say her name
i hange my head in shame and never will i be proud
i hang my head throughout the crowds & pretend im screamin loud
i dont give a fuck im back & im ridin dirty
i switch my hatchet into an axe & call it really perty
they call me tha fuccin AntiKrist AK MurdereT
i dont fuccin discriminate bitch im a downass fuccin jette
i sliced my own fuccin neck divided my head in four
constantly fuccin yellin at me & what the fuck for
i saw the entirety of my past of others past thoughts too
ive witnessed all the choas & disorder from one to two
i send my hate unto the sun it reflects on very few
but most of its bled unto its core my JUGGALO turned it BLU
hes down & fuccin tru but he dont like to talk to you
your thoughts will seem like coincidence though throughout my dejavu
im a concubine livin the second half of life
all the emotions are gone & i didnt even slice with a knife
upside down behind the blood drains towards my feet
a crown of thorns around the christ / a halo around me



§ murderet THE juggallette §




M I D W E S T E A S T S I D E - M U D D A F A U C K O




M I D W E S T E A S T S I D E - M U D D A F A U C K O




____________________________________________________

Insane Clown Posse ~ The Ringmaster ~ MR. Johnsons head

Sitting in the class with my head on the desk
Teacher's trying to talk but I could give a fuck less
I'm staring at the freak that I know I'm in love with
But she don't even know my name it's always been the same
I just lay my head down and drown in my spit
Nobody even notices I'm here cuz I ain't shit
I hear voices but I don't know what they saying
Sweat is on my forehead cuz my brain's inside decaying
And this bitch that I love probably don't have no idea
She's talking to her friends I'm in the corner and I see her
Something's happening but it isn't very clear
Sounds like a bell, sounds like an electric chair
Next thing I know walking in the crowded hall
So many different faces that I throw up on the wall
Some are yelling "sick" and the others stop and stare
But I don't care, I'm in a hurry going nowhere
See, my head is spinning cuz I'm lonely and I'm twisted
But I have a secret everybody missed it
Just a nobody and I think it's a drag
But I got Mr. Johnson's head in my bookbag

I wish somebody knew me cuz then they could say I'm wrong
But since nobody knows me I got it going on
I'm staring at the clock, I listen for the tock
I gotta couple food stamps folded in my sock
I guess I'm just a ghost cuz everybody walks through me
If I died in class they would probably say they knew me
Or they wouldn't care, they wouldn't even move
A dead body rotting in the back of the room
For weeks and months, stinking up the class
Until somebody noticed then they throw me in the trash
I can hear the teacher man talking about Columbus
He nothing but an old dead fuck with a compass
Ran up on a beach and threw everybody off
And then he claimed discovery and now we all applaud
I don't give a fuck to learn your uncle went to hell
I'm trapped in mind and my brain is my cell
But I have a key, it's called insanity
I stick in my brain to unlock eternity
Just a nobody and I think it's a drag
But I got Mr. Johnson's head in my bookbag
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Insand Clown Posse ~ The Riddle Box ~ Deadbody Man

Dead bodies, dead bodies all over the street
Fifty-five, sixty-five bodies at least
I hang with the stiffs till the break of dawn
I'm always finding bodies when I'm mowing the lawn
Drag em in the house, throw em in the oven
Wicked clown lovin that dead body gloven
Tastes like chicken finger lickin deep fried
I ate a dead body, but don't tell, I lied
I just ate my first dead body last week
Still gots the finger nail caught in my teeth
Before you start yelling and cursing my name
Remember something's wrong with my brain, insane
Second I was born, doctor threw me 'gainst the wall
Kicked open the door and he whipped me down the hall
I'm sliding and I'm bouncing off shit like a hockey puck
And my mother's like "What the fuck?!"
He said I was born of an alien race
Born with a hatchet and a juggalo face
But I'm not a martian, you wouldn't understand
I'm just the dead body man
Dead bodies, dead bodies in the back of my van
All the little kiddies love the dead body man
I drive through my neighborhood ringing my bell
Some people run cuz they don't like the smell
Others line up just as quick as they can
To try and catch a glimpse of the dead body man
It's all good, if you can stand the funk, but ah
Just don't look in the trunk
I drive down Central kickin the bass
Chillin with my freaks and I'm picked her face
Maggots and bugs like to crawl on her head
Cuz my bitch is dead, I'd rather that instead
Than a ho you can't trust, always diggin a nut
A dead body bitch learns to keep her mouth shut
Riding in the back is my dead body crew
Only they can never think of nothing to do
If you think I'm sick take a look at yourself
You got dead deer heads up on your shelf
On your key chain is a little baby rabbit's hand
I'm just the dead body man









"Do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the law"
~ Aliester Crowley ~
tears of decadence

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