Necromancy in my veins
The magic at my fingers
Now i strap you down with chains
The smell of death still lingers
My teeth sink into your warm meat shell
Fill your body with sin revive
You find you self now in hell
Your former corpse Again alive
Your blood on my lips
Your Screams in my head
It gives me the power
To awaken the dead
A contest entry
- Bloody Thoughts by SpiritDarkmaiden.
1200 points, ended June 29, 2008, 27 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Haunting...."It gives me the power, To awaken the dead". I loved everything about this piece. It showed pain and emotion, true effort. Thank you for entering.
Bloody wishes

