Forever entombed, I suffer your grace.
Weaving a fabric of lust and decay, I fall deeper into place.
I saunter quietly to the viewers grave.
I find solice in being your infernal slave.
Blind me with evil, and slay my better half.
Carry away my soul with your malicous laugh.
~I wreak the benefit of all who faulter,
And clasp my heart as it grows colder.
Line up by the alter of stone,
Fear not young maiden, you are home!
Remove the clasp that binds your intuition,
And regain your darker imagination.
Feed upon the weak and bring they're demise,
Show no mercy from behind those stoney eyes.
Decline the light that shows through with good,
And replace with hatred that will for eternity brood.
~I wreak the benefit of all who faulter,
And clasp my heart as it grows colder.
Line up by the alter of stone,
Fear not young maiden, you are home! |
Submission Name: Fear Not
