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Her voice still calls to me

Like a distant dream

Buried ‘neath a

Thin veneer I scream

The decadence of “Love”

Took Her away

Her innocence was

Taken to the grave

Rid me of the fire

Burning deep within my soul

You scarred me with these wounds

And let your web of lies unfold

Give me back my passion

Your cold-blooded sacrifice

You raped Her of Her faith in life

And left Her strung to hang that night

Her jewelled eyes

Still glisten in the gloom

Moistened from Her

Begging mercy of you

When the pieces fell

Like shards of dripstone stalagmite

And your poisoned flock

Put to death my only light…

I renounce the love of Light

And the lies proclaimed

Your crusade is unjust

And “Love” is hate’s masquerade

I beg you, find me guilty

Of these occult “crimes”

And slay me in cold-blood

To be by Her side

In the darkest corner

At the deathly side of night

Still haunted by his past

The Count deplored without respite

Lit by candelabra

Sifting through tomes of the dead

He recited scripts, iniquitous

In wicked tongues and hex

Under light of the moon

There grew a disquieting mood

As mammatus clouds loomed

Clad in the darkest of hues

It seemed the storm had arrived

Bringing the bleak skies to life

Thunderous bellows to provide

A pulsing theme for the night

Dressed in naught but his shame

The count drew blood from a slave

Bled her upon an altar as bait

A gift for the Devils to claim

Should they arise from the depths

Of whichever Hell they transgress

A seeping mist soon plumed dense

And cast the room in darkness

From the shadow grew

A contorted figure of deathly pall

Risen from beyond

To hear the Count’s relentless call

To offer him relief from the grief

That had amassed within

To see Her face one final time

And quench his thirst again…

THE COUNT:

“Come to me Ghoul

Break the stranglehold

The grip of death

Upon Her fragile soul”

Mephisto glared a thousand daggers

At this impending Faust

But spoke in almost sombre tones

When addressing the dishevelled Count

MEPHISTO:

“We will strike a deal

And on my terms

Shall you be damned

But for this price

I’ll grant you any wish

That you demand”

THE COUNT:

“Grant me a glimpse

Upon my bride

Whom wrongly died for sins

Her portrait eyes

Painted black as coal

By those heartless charlatans”

Mephisto’s eyes flickered fires

Burning sulphur filled the air

The Devil’s presence fading

As his Faust wished in despair

THE COUNT:

“Bring Her back to me

And take what I behold

It matters not to me

Let your price for Her be known

What you wish is yours

For Her I’d sell my soul”

And so the pact was sealed

And poured away the shades of life

For the Count who fell to darkness

Now a Devil’s concubine

I've waited and craved for a moment like this

As I watch you appear before me through the swirling mist

Draped in a dark shroud which hides all but your eyes

And those lips, their pursed perfection surely still awaiting mine?

But beneath the pounding rhythm

Of my fractured stained-glass heart

My mind still defies the notion that

We shall no longer be apart

And so in your presence I seek a sign

That this is no trickery nor dream

Despite the doubts I have

I place my trust and faith in you

I mourned and I swore we'd be together once more

And now you glide back to my side emerging from beyond this mortal coil

You allow the drapery to fall cascading over your milky limbs

As it pools around your feet I feel you bare against my skin

Here in your arms I fall far beyond my wildest dreams

As your lips caress my skin and stir desires from within

And here I will stay with you until the glorious end of days

Where we shall not be bound by fate, I will remain

Here in your passionate embrace

My hands caress your form exploring every daring curve

Upon the fallen autumnal leaves we let our tongues unfurl

Entwined like nesting vipers hissing in fits of ecstasy

I feel your lips upon my neck, as if to bite and drink of me

Here in your arms I fall far beyond my wildest dreams

But cruel lies reclaim you at Dawn and the truth is revealed

That here I must stay, alone through the wretched end of days

Where I shall have no place with fate, I shall decay

Without you I will fade away...

The toll of midnight strikes

As passion taunts me in my sleep

Her legs so pale and slender

Rend me arisen and primed to feed

Under the moonlit clear night skies

I find her awaiting me

'Neath her satin, lace and leather reveal

A Heaven and it's seraphic lead

Above the world we writhe

Our limbs performing many scenes

Of lust and lore that many thought

To be acts of filth, debauched

A bloodlust fills my eyes

The scarlet lenses fully formed

I lay my kiss upon the pulsing throat

With lips and fangs and more...

Over many nights I sate my thirst

And avenge the crimes

The last kin of those heartless

Hunters in my sight

With a taste for sweet revenge

I play the hand of Fate

Swindling the odds through time

To beat her cruel game

In trancelike state

With a Devil tonight she dines

Beneath my smile

Burns a malice cold as ice

Without compassion I take my fill

Of her precious wine

And leave her deflowered

In my arms and drained of life...

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Spectral shadows shift

About the dying land below

Flowing fabrications from

Forty thousand thoughts ago

Creations crawling constantly

Across credence's court

Melding more with time

My murky mind meanders on

Blissfully beyond the border

Beckoned by bestial fiends

Watchful over a world where once

We would sate our needs

The dreams they seem to twist and weave

Together tethered thoughts

From lust to dusk, to harvest moons

And an Angel midst a storm

Reflections of the past

Illuminated by the stars

Distorted by the ripples

And ever destined for the dark

Reckless and enraged

The intricate path we paved

Disregarded like wilted flowers

Left to rot upon a grave

The long days and lonely nights

Waiting for seas to part

And lead the way through misty veils

To rest within Your arms

The longing and the throbbing pulse

Revives this sunken heart

And bleeds the red and impassioned blood

That keeps us tied as one

Passing time with those once pined

Proving even pure passion pales

When greeted with the graceful gait

Of Gorgeous, Love untamed

Heaving from Her Heaven’s scent

My hastening heartbeat

Yearns to sink twin puncture wound

Deep into Her throat

But plagued by these troubled dreams

The light begins to wane

The antithesis of my crisis

As these nightmares never end

Deeper do they delve

With their deviant Devil dance

With songs for Steel and Samhain feast

And tales of an epic romance

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