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- - - FLAMES OF SAMHAIN - - -
I can feel the passion burning
The monster just beneath the surface
Cruel demiurge of my torment
That’s beautiful in such disgrace
Lovely bones unrestful in sleep
Singing deathly hymns to their haven
Cannot brave this cloudless hollow
Dreaming of the sad flight of ravens
This eve of All Hallows
Those mistresses misty eyed, entranced
How can spirits be so shallow
When doom becomes romanced?
My crusade is burning
Inside the lantern eyes
Crawling with the vermin
I’m the Lord of the Flies
Returning
This crown of thorns that fits so well
Barely scoring me beneath the flesh
So, will you let the blood run free
And give in to the devil’s caress?
Chant to me, sweetly, trick or treat
But all I can offer is a threat
Listen as this tongue speaks in verse
Must I spare you before I forget?
Light the night with ghost flames
Show the way to ole Samhain
This eve of All Hallows
Those mistresses misty eyed, entranced
How can spirits be so shallow
When doom becomes romanced?
My crusade is burning
Inside the lantern eyes
Crawling with the vermin
I’m the Lord of the Flies
Returning
Someone tell me what I’ve become
And don’t let humanity take me
(c) 2016 Frank Green
Published 30th Oct 2016
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- Edited 9th Nov 2018 2:45pm
30th Oct 2016 4:26am
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