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From the vast and deep seas she comes

A moan of ecstasy, elation!

Flooding us with her tidal wave

Causing worldwide devastation

Tsunamis dance over civilised lands

And cobblestone Victorian roads

Across the desolate desert plains

Tearing  through the woodland groves

Her wrath they say could bring the end of days

And catastrophic Armageddon

The path she paves with her abysmal rage

Strays ever left from our salvation

The scrolls they wrote of prophecies in prose

"Atlantis in extremis..." it reads

Of Earth in throes as the ocean flows

Amassing rivers into great seas

The Nile is shamed by it's minuscule frame

The fury of Mother Nature scorned

The Atlantic outsized by the global tidal rise

The Pacific made insipid by dawn

Her cult they say warned us of this day

And cataclysmic Armageddon

The past she laid to rest in ocean graves

As she bows below to thunderous ovation!

"Love" still lies deep beneath the seas

Clutching onto Biblical tales

His dying smile now ravaged and vile

Bloated 'neath the ocean he pales

Yet still holds hope for the faith he chose

A self-belief in self-deceit

That she will reveal her passionate zeal

Three words from her are all he needs

Beneath the waves he waits and grieves

As time passes by and all hope leaves...

Garbed in crude shadow she stands before me

Pale like supple marble, a statue of purity

Innocence even drifts from twixt her milky thighs

A scent so sickly sweet a spell of giddiness arrives

Taking away my breath I find myself upon the floor

Staring up to heaven, her pearly gates and more

Thrashed upon a bed of velvet, crushed and needing air

She pounces upon her prey like a plague, my passion predator

Her blank eyes stare through me

As with her lips she parts them wide

Her fangs strike deep into my core

Spewing for her my life...

Garbed in moistened crimson she sways above me

Inebriated by my blood she breathes debauchery

Caressing my chest with her fingers like sharpened knives

Waning from my blood-loss a spell of dizziness arrives

Taking away my life I feel her lips upon my skin

I stare up to the heavens to escape her eyes, her sin

Splashed upon her mouth congealing stains, my scarlet gore

She rolls her head towards the skies and parts her lips for more

Her bare skin grinds upon me

As I writhe with a final rasp

I know I'll die this moment

Here in Pestilence's pleasant grasp...

Even as she tears my throat and the room begins to turn

Upside-down and insides out I can see my stomach churn

I still feel the wretched plague in my ebbing, risen core

I would give up anything to hold her just for a second more

And so now I've reached the end of the line

As she rakes her cold claws down my spine

Pulling the cord the light finally dies

Plunged into darkness yet I still feel her eyes

Through the ear-splitting silence I can still hear her sighs

Close my eyes and my mind as I reach my demise

And her wicked laughter still spreads like disease

Even in death my soul will never rest in peace...

Through mist veiled night she comes to me

Dressed in furs with eyes of grief

"Destiny!" she barks at me

Through flesh torn fresh from the throats of fiends

"Those like me whom upon night feed

On flights of lust and debauchery"

Is this the nature of the beast you seek?

- silence -

She is lost to me...

I see the darkness in your eyes

The sullen tears welling up inside

The fury of the beast you try to hide

Will be unleashed tonight

I fear the hope in you has died

Too late my dear to reconcile

Your rage like the glowing moon will rise

Reveal your Lycanthropic guise

Arise...

Bathed in blood you pounce upon your prey

With snarling fangs and jagged claws

I see perfection in swift decay

Waged in war you falter in reverie

With longing eyes and primal sighs

I wish for you to stay with me

And rid your mind of the impending prophecy

You are not what you wish, but what you are

Beyond the beast there beats a frail heart...

Deep within you always knew the truth

Behind those (Autumnal) eyes where sorrow blooms

You bare your fangs at me tonight

Will you take my life? Or will you decline?

Will you take a chance and see it through?

Or take the path of Loup Garou?

I feel your spirit rise as with the moon

Will you see sense? Or red in hatred's hues?

I'll ease your metamorphosis

Bearer of the light, your nemesis

Resist the passion in our veins

The silver lining still remains

The night is young, the hate is strong

In you the fallacy that longs

To be released from deep inside

Reveal your Lycanthropic guise

Arise...

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The wind has blown so cold since her demise

Howling through winter skies

Hanging onto the thin threads left inside

He yearns to give her life

In the corners of his study (and his mind)

The answers he will find

Chasing dragons in excess he pines

For her...

He adores her dress and slowly drifts away

As a profound change and altered state he takes

Stalking in the night long shadows pave

For her safe passage to the prey

Unwitting "poor hoars" reeking of high pay

Who would miss them in any case?

In dark corners kept for sinful embrace

Each night his knife inscribes

His signature, a gothic font engraved

In them...

He discards the dress and dons a mask of pain

Shocked and in awe as his heart begins to race

Locked away he swears to wrong his rites

Each a blood drenched sacrifice

With a potion to bring them back to spite

And free him of the guilt knotting inside

In the corners of his study (and his mind)

The answers he will find

To unlock the secret formula of life

For them...

He abhors the dress with vehement disdain

Yet the Ripper's ruby kiss will rise to strike again!

At the toll of twelve he slips into attire

(Dressed to kill)

Fully risen and peaked, brimming desire

Veiled by cheap frills

This femme fatale prances deep into the night

Unaware of the crowd behind

Assembling on the horizon with vengeance on their minds

For him...

They cast his husk upon a stake then spark a flame

Engulfed in fire, ablaze, the Ripper's ruby kiss is tamed

Sunday is gloomy my hours are slumberless

Dearest the shadows I live with are numberless

My frail white flower will I never awaken you?

Not where the black coach of sorrow has taken you

Angels have no thought of ever returning you

Should they be angry if I thought of joining you my love?

Side by side

I waited 'till dreams like my heart were broken

The flowers all dead and the words unspoken

The grief that I knew was beyond consoling

The beat of my heart was a church bell tolling

My eyes could not see one I wanted to love me

The Earth and the flowers are forever beyond me

The bell tolled for me but the wind whispered "never!"

It's you that I love and I bless you forever with

Gloomy Sunday tears

For you

Gloomy is Sunday with shadows I spend it all

My heart and I have decided to end it all

Soon there'll be candles and prayers that are sad I know

Let them not weep, let them know that I wish to go

Death is no dream, for in death I'm caressing you

In my heart and soul I'll always be missing you my love

My dying bride

Slowly as the guests arrived to dance

We embraced, our bodies entwined

Composing our verses under amorous trance

Waltzing in wonder we waited to dine

Her hair flowed free in the midnight breeze

Her body gleamed bright under Diana's beam

At one with the Earth and at peace with her soul

Ritualistic redemption was hers to behold

In darkness they pledged their lives to the cross

And put faith in their texts with all context lost

To align with the crimes and accuse of devilish rites

In the name of "Love" and "Glory" they rode into the storm clad night...

Coldly as the collective espied

A mere glimpse of her glorious figure divine

We made our way to the heart of the dance

A rapturous ovation arose as we arrived

Her mind drifted skyward to reach inner peace

As her body lay motionless she ascended with ease

She felt the embrace of the lunar five-fold kiss

Enrapture her soul and moisten her lips

Under cover of darkness they stalked their prey

Now curled beside a fire the Sinning mistress lay

They charged at once wielding the power of light

In a bout of sheer violence they took her defenceless life...

And there she lay in a shallow grave

Hidden by their shadows in her own blood she bathed

Proudly they stood 'neath the glorious storm

Majestic thunder rumbled, surely a sign from their Lord?

Marked with a cross they swiftly buried their loss

One of their children so needlessly lost

To Witchcraft and sin, those carnal delight

Laid to rest now and cleansed from that terrible blight...

Potently as night drew her veil

Of sleek stormy black skies and their cloud laden trail

The waltz wound down under spell of the wine

A slow grinding gait the throng came in time

Arriving at last at the vast labyrinth estate

Death had left her kiss, such a vile aftertaste

They entered the halls for their heroes return

They slew the Dragon and then watched her burn

They killed for their Lord a blasphemous wench

Returning to find that all truths were bent

Their hosts bore warped faces, snarling fangs and red eyes

The tables now turned it was time to plead for their pious and pitiful lives...

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