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DANCING WITHIN THE FLAMES : A Collaboration with Lady Crim
Grace me with your presence
Of haunted poetry
And ghostly laments
Take my hand in shadows
Let us dance to music
Composed from below
you've conjured me from the hellish pit
macabre demonic woman
specter to her unholy Master
unleashing the screaming choir
as we serenade each other with vile darkness
licking the pyre of desire
They behold as we dance on their bones
Swaying in the storm to poisoned songs
Placate denizens of the underground
Taste of sliver of paradigms found
And throughout all the tortures of Hell
And murders of crows we know so well
No crucifix or martyrs dead in shame
Will keep us from dancing within the flame
murderous Dark Lord
you've enslaved my soul
you summon me I come crawling dragging my chains
as the bones rattle and heaven shakes
we take up the chorus of the demented
We’re scarlet in our crimes
The darkness burns, brightly
Tease the beast inside
Hallowed brutality
Upon charred pages we
Spill ink tragically
They behold as we dance on their bones
Swaying in the storm to poisoned songs
Placate denizens of the underground
Taste of sliver of paradigms found
And throughout all the tortures of Hell
And murders of crows we know so well
No crucifix or martyrs dead in shame
Will keep us from dancing within the flame
The moon it shines with raven flight
as the darkness covers needful blight
The northern winds, they scream our names
ever playful in our deadly games
We offer sacrilege
Within our reverence
At Cemetery ridge
The ghosts gather one last
Time and inscribe our names
From the infernal caste
burning on the slab of sacrifice
writhing with desire as I bleed for you
tasting your rage I succumb
to the song of the dead
They behold as we dance on their bones
Swaying in the storm to poisoned songs
Placate denizens of the underground
Taste of sliver of paradigms found
The witchcraft and phantasms
Crave Lovecraft and gothic spasms
They need look no further
And throughout all the tortures of Hell
And murders of crows we know so well
No crucifix or martyrs dead in shame
Will keep us from dancing within the flame
(c) 2016 Hades Rising & Crimsin Unveiling
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