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Desecration of Light
Shadows run in my blood
Like slow running molasses
Binding me to the realms
Where nightmares grow
In the pale moonlight
A man cloaked in darkness
Walks through forbidden passes
Where sunlight fears to tread
I am home here
A lord of shadows
A wraith of pure hate
Desecrate! Desecrate!
A fate that’s too late
Desecrate! Desecrate!
Desecration of the light
Virgins laid to pastor
On those secret dark grasses
Secrets give violence
If ever told
In a whispered threat
I am the one constant
In which confessions lasted
Until the end of times
Where I will laugh
And then sell you out
A wraith of pure hate
Desecrate! Desecrate!
A fate that’s too late
Desecrate! Desecrate!
Desecration of the light
Jesus wept
With pouring tears
About his doubt
Of divine intervention
And I laugh
With pouring tears
At his death
No divine intervention
Rise to eclipse the sun
With necromantic casting
The creatures of the night
Blood in the air
Is sweet with despair
Darkness before first light
Is the strongest at passing
Let the sleeping beast lie
Value your life
Tomorrow brings death
A wraith of pure hate
Desecrate! Desecrate!
A fate that’s too late
Desecrate! Desecrate!
Desecration of the light
Like slow running molasses
Binding me to the realms
Where nightmares grow
In the pale moonlight
A man cloaked in darkness
Walks through forbidden passes
Where sunlight fears to tread
I am home here
A lord of shadows
A wraith of pure hate
Desecrate! Desecrate!
A fate that’s too late
Desecrate! Desecrate!
Desecration of the light
Virgins laid to pastor
On those secret dark grasses
Secrets give violence
If ever told
In a whispered threat
I am the one constant
In which confessions lasted
Until the end of times
Where I will laugh
And then sell you out
A wraith of pure hate
Desecrate! Desecrate!
A fate that’s too late
Desecrate! Desecrate!
Desecration of the light
Jesus wept
With pouring tears
About his doubt
Of divine intervention
And I laugh
With pouring tears
At his death
No divine intervention
Rise to eclipse the sun
With necromantic casting
The creatures of the night
Blood in the air
Is sweet with despair
Darkness before first light
Is the strongest at passing
Let the sleeping beast lie
Value your life
Tomorrow brings death
A wraith of pure hate
Desecrate! Desecrate!
A fate that’s too late
Desecrate! Desecrate!
Desecration of the light
Published 15th May 2014
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15th May 2014 11:59am
A dark write as befitting the Hades. :) hehehe! couldn't resist. Good read, HadesR.
23rd Jun 2014 7:45am
