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- - - THE SCREAMING HALLS - - -
In the hypnotic arcades of winter's first snowfall
Comes the sweet lullabies of the siren's call
Draped in crimson velvet and glazed with frost
She reeks of Faust's deal with the devil
She crawls to me
Gothic and erotic
From her casket
Toxic and neurotic
She lights me on fire
With forsaken desire
Watch me burn
Lamentations of a too dead heart
Speaks, sadly, of two worlds apart
Look in my eyes and break the fourth wall
Light the lantern in the screaming halls
At the thirteenth hour, I long to kiss the spectre
Cruel nightshade and graveyard mists surrounding her
A labored moan lingers upon her breath
The taste of death on those ruby lips
She comes for me
Gothic and erotic
From her casket
Toxic and necrotic
She lights me on fire
With forsaken desire
Watch me burn
Lamentations of a too dead heart
Speaks, sadly, of two worlds apart
Look in my eyes and break the fourth wall
Light the lantern in the screaming halls
She visits with necrophilic splendors
Quaking the tomb with necromantic tremors
Her blackened fingernails lacerate my flesh
Ripping me open with her deathly caress
A scarlet tribute, phantasmorgasmic bliss
Sucking me dry with her vampiric lips
Bleed me
Suck me
Love me
Drain me
The sacraments of a long dead faith
Honors, sadly, two lost entwined wraiths
Brand my skin, now, with the mark of Faust
Leave me dying at the foot of her cross
Lamentations of a too dead heart
Speaks, sadly, of two worlds apart
Look in my eyes and break the fourth wall
Light the lantern in the screaming halls
She crawls to me
Gothic and erotic
From her casket
Toxic and necrotic
She lights me on fire
With forsaken desire
Watch me burn
(c) 2015 Frank Green
Published 4th Sep 2015
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4th Sep 2015 8:07am
4th Sep 2015 3:05pm
4th Sep 2015 9:51am
Sir Hade no one writes like you with your wicked ink..
loved these lines..
"She visits with necrophilic splendors
Quaking the tomb with necromantic tremors
Her blackened fingernails lacerate my flesh
Ripping me open with her deathly caress
A scarlet tribute, phantasmorgasmic bliss
Sucking me dry with her vampiric lips"
you have me spellbound with love Crim
loved these lines..
"She visits with necrophilic splendors
Quaking the tomb with necromantic tremors
Her blackened fingernails lacerate my flesh
Ripping me open with her deathly caress
A scarlet tribute, phantasmorgasmic bliss
Sucking me dry with her vampiric lips"
you have me spellbound with love Crim
4th Sep 2015 3:06pm
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4th Sep 2015 11:19pm
'
She crawls to me
Gothic and erotic
From her casket
Toxic and necrotic
She lights me on fire
With forsaken desire'
King Hades. . .I cannot help but to be in awe of your darkened ink. . .There are certain words, phrases that you craft [such as the one I pasted here] that leave me speechless. . .though not relatively big words, they're enough to pack a punch!. . .And again you've punched me with "Awe". . .must own. . .xoxo, Devlin/Devil = Devil-lyn;). . .I've christened myself on behalf of you. . .so Thank You. . .
She crawls to me
Gothic and erotic
From her casket
Toxic and necrotic
She lights me on fire
With forsaken desire'
King Hades. . .I cannot help but to be in awe of your darkened ink. . .There are certain words, phrases that you craft [such as the one I pasted here] that leave me speechless. . .though not relatively big words, they're enough to pack a punch!. . .And again you've punched me with "Awe". . .must own. . .xoxo, Devlin/Devil = Devil-lyn;). . .I've christened myself on behalf of you. . .so Thank You. . .
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