As the blood drips from my misty veins
I rely upon the decaying of my lover
To the world I lash out my wrath
Never more will I be scorned by fervor
Mausoleums are my moonlit homes
Darkness is my only endowment and granters
In demonic flights of angels I sense the Depths
Vampires, Fiends, Imps, and Scavengers hunt the living
With ire I will strike thee with unholy existence
Recreate the Crucifixion of your own betrayal
My blood-cold rose allows the coldness
Of my slitted veins that I rust away
The gate henge open for the war
Stay away as I rechristen the fire-pavement
I can see the torn night sky and bleeding
The moon howls wherein the falling stars
Arise and allow me a cavernous sacrifice
I feed upon your flesh and broken spirit
Bow before my knee-deep fog and lust
Orgasms of Damnation and scorning
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Written September 2nd, 2005
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Very dark and creepy I like the way you take the reader into the powerful images with swift attacks upon human life this is freakn cool good luck in the contest.
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wow that was amazing it was really cool. lots of bug words and i like that you seem completely open. and aware of what i wanted this is so good. i rreally like it good luck in the contest.
fiona
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