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STELLAM MATUTINAM : FORKED TONGUES AND VAMPIRIC PENS V
She rises as the devil’s own concubine
An advocate to all things desolate
Long forsaken whose muse has become mine
And Hell knows we have been haunted so long now
My tyrant, a siren, with ghostly lullabies
This wretched one loves melodies of howls
At my haunted tomb gather the wolves tonight
Her gothic estate draped in cruel spider webs
The devilment beget scorn heaven sent
Beneath the guise of dragons in sheep long dead
Quem cum mactaveris enim stellam matutinam
Et resurget ex cinerem
Forked tongues and witchcraft
The Countess rises from the crimson bath
By candle lit sin
For those enthralled by her vampiric pen
What she has written let it be known
Words that bleed from pale wrists cast on the stone
Lashed to your glorious wheel of pain
Pleasure through torture let me scream your name
Flick your venomous spittle on my lips
Malicious with damnation’s kiss
Press your bosom to my pounding heart
Drive me to the brink of eternal night
Drive the stake through the leprous heart of Christ
The sulfuric stench of the chimeric
Bastard sons approach the chasm of the theist
And Hell knows she suffered the cataclysm
My splinter, a sinner, with solid alibis
A doomsday beget of holy schisms
Condemn me forever for angel stigmatized
She had seduced the great Macedonian
This satiric poem for the satyric
Scribed in my blood, left me beaten and broken
Quem cum mactaveris enim stellam matutinam
Et resurget ex cinerem
Forked tongues and witchcraft
The Countess rises from the crimson bath
By candle lit sin
For those enthralled by her vampiric pen
What she has written let it be known
Words that bleed from pale wrists cast on the stone
Lashed to your glorious wheel of pain
Pleasure through torture let me scream your name
Flick your venomous spittle on my lips
Malicious with damnation’s kiss
Press your bosom to my pounding heart
Drive me to the brink of eternal night
She lines her coffin with black candles
And the skulls of destro romeos
Defiled and reviled
On obsidian thrones
With death’s poetry
Carved in bone
And thou shalt slay for the morning star,
He rises from the ashes
Quem cum mactaveris enim stellam matutinam
Et resurget ex cinerem
Forked tongues and witchcraft
The Countess rises from the crimson bath
By candle lit sin
For those enthralled by her vampiric pen
What she has written let it be known
Words that bleed from pale wrists cast on the stone
Lashed to your glorious wheel of pain
Pleasure through torture let me scream your name
Flick your venomous spittle on my lips
Malicious with damnation’s kiss
Press your bosom to my pounding heart
Drive me to the brink of eternal night
(c) 2017 Frank Green
Published 3rd Jul 2017
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3rd Jul 2017 11:42pm
"What she has written let it be known
Words that bleed from pale wrists cast on the stone
Lashed to your glorious wheel of pain"
My Darkest Lord I bow before your throne
& your blackened quill
this is a masterpiece..
love Crim
Words that bleed from pale wrists cast on the stone
Lashed to your glorious wheel of pain"
My Darkest Lord I bow before your throne
& your blackened quill
this is a masterpiece..
love Crim
3rd Jul 2017 11:45pm
Anonymous
4th Jul 2017 6:28am
Lord Hades...oh my my my my....this series of yours needs to be bound and on display....I adored these lines...
"What she has written let it be known
Words that bleed from pale wrists cast on the stone
Lashed to your glorious wheel of pain
Pleasure through torture let me scream your name
Flick your venomous spittle on my lips
Malicious with damnation’s kiss
Press your bosom to my pounding heart
Drive me to the brink of eternal night"
Most excellent scribe!!
xoxo Sweet Sacrifice
"What she has written let it be known
Words that bleed from pale wrists cast on the stone
Lashed to your glorious wheel of pain
Pleasure through torture let me scream your name
Flick your venomous spittle on my lips
Malicious with damnation’s kiss
Press your bosom to my pounding heart
Drive me to the brink of eternal night"
Most excellent scribe!!
xoxo Sweet Sacrifice
5th Jul 2017 1:14am
4th Jul 2017 7:06pm
aeternum vita
......from beginning-end!
Great write!!
.....dont give too much away 👿
......from beginning-end!
Great write!!
.....dont give too much away 👿
5th Jul 2017 1:15am
