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I Me Mine, AND Ours... It's Here Now

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Piercing light of howling moon
… I…
All life running through THE mind, winding out and through…Me…
Winding, winding out, and Winding down through unrepentant hands… Mine..,
…AND…
Where rings once covered all vows and a vision made… Ours…
Running down, running down and running down through me… It’s…
The fires sweeping, crying for unused barren and wild children to return… Here…
Return unto beyond the grave… Now…
```~~~… … …~~~```
Deep down in the dungeons, what is called the underground mine
Was always lonely and hallow in the dark,
First time seeing Maria, was never sure if the illusion was real
Or a simple trick of the Dark,
Closed off from natural light and space,
The Down Deep Dungeons, it never gives quarter
In the Dark, air is dead and inner strength runs and hides, chained in the Dark,
In the Dark, in the Dark IT waits, in the Dark
It first comes as a voice inside,
It never begs
But I cannot break away
Soon memories and IT are all I feel
Chained in the Dark,
Unexpectedly and unknowingly Drawn to Her,
Maria, beautiful Maria of my soul, she shall be mine again,
again and again and again, my Mary
Life after life, and death after death
```~~~… … …~~~```
I just wanted to love you, nothing asked for in return
Other times, I wanted everything from you
Liken onto a one, summoning the demon, wanting riches and favors in return
GOD DAMNS IT… GOD DAMNN YOU… Don’t you Need Me
Like I need you;
You will, oh yes my sweet sweet child, You Will, you will need me
The walls are closing in on all that living
There’s danger out tonight, your soul won’t be going home
She’s Mine, She’s mine She’s Mine, in the deep underground Poetry of Dark she’s mine,
I can hear the voices call out
And I feel a little like a dying man,
```~~~… … …~~~```
Please don’t be sad, had I not known you all these years, beautiful one
And behind a tune, lyrically, come forth ill begotten one,
Come forth deep and dark one, and bestow upon me, the power
Power to transcend and instill life unnatural, unto my one true love
With the laying on of hands, I pray for her, I pray for her soul, I pray for her peace,
And call upon the Serpent, to in all that happens for her onto myself to keep
Here, here in the dungeons walled up for me alone to see
The call, the charm of making is made instantly known from some older age
And I chant, I leap upon her,
Binding her in the dark,
With fear, power, and wanting, at any cost
I chant, I start to chant from powers unknown
Anál nathrach, orth’ bháis’s bethad, do chél dénmha
My beautiful Maria,
I lay the security of my work to rest
Singing along to Marys shouting, I labor
The  brick and cement I already made available for me,
I walled up my one true love,
Putting on her mine ring,
The ring that I always have, our ring that has kept us bound spirit and soul together life after life
No matter how many Angel, human or Demon that comes alive,
II found her, I know it, I found her
As I lay the last of the bricks
As the last of the walls from the outside world closed in
On the 13th year, will she be made ready, time enough for me to tear down the crumbling wall
And claim that which is promised me, my blushing bride made life after life and death after death
Bound by fire, love and power of rings, here in the Dark, in the deep Underground mines of soul, mind
And the Dark Verses that bind
Written by deadwolf
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