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- - - THE DEMENTIA LAMENTS - - -

In the midst of thunder's fury
I spied a murder of mourning crows
Their call of tragedy and crying
Writhing within the darkest shadow
Can you feel the Hades rising?

Grace me with the blessing of Lucifer
As we flock unto the cull
Jesus wept the tears of sinners
For martyrs fade away after the fall

Death frosts the masquerade
And graveyard serenades
My thorns piercing winter
With poisoned quill splinters

I pen this for you

Your pages drip with my blood
My agony in the fog
I bleed my heartstrings for you
And you alone without God

Unholy fealty
Ironclad frailty
Aboard troubled waters
Arrive at the slaughter

Masses queue to tango with Mephisto
Dance with the devil tonight
Beautiful and purely macabre
Phantasmagoric in the lantern light

Suffer for nothing

Your pages drip with my blood
My agony in the fog
I bleed my heartstrings for you
And you alone without God

From below
A secret show
Starring
Scarring
The dementia laments

Vile tormentors ever ringing the Belle
For whom that dares to trespass
Constantly changing without form
Inside the chaotic sands of the past

Sing the Satanic verse
And scream until it hurts
Is it so terrible
These crimson parables?

Pour the emerald wine

Your pages drip with my blood
My agony in the fog
I bleed my heartstrings for you
And you alone without God

Maybe you can find me
Behind the veil of frail reality
But one thing is certain
I flail in pure misery

(c) 2016 Frank Green