It's dark in here but I can see,
banshees wail a tune for me,
sweet destructive misery,
leafless blackened twisted tree.
Turn it off...the fucking light,
how am I supposed to write,
Goblins hold the pen tonight,
serpents hiss a cold invite.
It's dark in here but I don't care,
gargoyles laugh with freakish stare,
seated in my gloomy lair,
black of mind...black of fayre.
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Visual!
Intense and gloomy.... I love it


