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DEVIL IN LYN

She sits in the corner
in the shadows
A constant companion
waiting, watching
The only confidant
for my next chance
A shoulder to cry on
embracing you

In my world reality becomes one
With you, my friend, I cast a shadow
With the lightning flash I see silhouettes
Move along the wall, the sound of feet

i know you see me
but can you hear me
whispering?
lingering
at the edge of perception

Wake, dearest Devil-lyn
from the shadows
Speak from beyond the veil
betwixt the world
The malice in your eyes
and the abyss
Reflecting into mine
i will drag you down

A dying angel returning to flesh
May your curse echo through the ages
With the coming storm I can hear your voice
From beyond the void and to the grave

i can smell your skin
the sweat and the blood
hungering
sickening
on the plate for consumption

Those midnight thumps
A critter or something else
Running down halls
Left in silence after dark
What is that sound?
Like laughter at the slaughter
Sweet with malice
Gripping my innards tight

What�s this fucking darkness consuming me?
Pitiless black orbs breeding madness
Oh, you must certainly be the devil
Come home to devour my soul

i can taste you now
fear and certainty
worshiping
conjuring
mistress of dark seduction

Can�t help but to love you
nobody can
Feel your claws on my soul
my deathly kiss
No, you cannot have me
but i own you
I would rather die first
there are worse fates

(c) 2017 Frank Green

Written by HadesRising

Published 12th Jul 2017

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Re. DEVIL IN LYN

Anonymous

12th Jul 2017 4:19am

Hades.. whether this a collab, with Lady Devlin.. or you're writing both parts, it fucking rocks.. though i think the former.. brothers in steel \m/

Dave

HadesRising

12th Jul 2017 4:25am

Actually, I wrote this for Dev's Demonic Clowns comp. I thought she might get a kick out of it. So in all reality she was present when writing, hence the title. Thank you, brother. \m/