Hasten m' Lord anon 'fore nature 's rising sun
'Tis 'pon thy gaudy mountain human eyes;
hath witnessed spirits roaming to, fro.
Afraid of lights purity; searching, searching
unyielding rock to protect pale hides.
Causing earths soil to creep, crawl away
from hulls of rotten flesh; the stench vile
in each grotto filled with bones.
Now multitudes of vampiring creatures
making their way uninvited.
Through the pitch dark vortex
thirsting for fresh new blood, innocence.
Even fallen angelic beings without
wings hath joined m' Lord....guardians
infected with the lust.
Ye hold the keys of purgatory, portals of hell!
Grant m'soul forgiveness stealer of souls;
entice our Dark Prince to release
me, let me go...!
**☼**
"Silence ! remember thy soul 'tis mine
reeking of maggots infesting thy bladder...
tempt me not, nor approach me anon.
Thus ye will be feasted 'pon
M' action shall nay be swayed slave...begone!"
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