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HAUNTING THE DEVIL'S MOON
Darkness falls over the summit
Masking the bodies you left behind
I long for the taste of your lips
Cherries and death and other things tonight
Love me with a stake to the heart
You’re tattooed with the devil’s mark
Corpse paint and studded black leather
Beckons from a bed of raven feathers
And touch me with your curse
I’ll fuck you with my verse
Meet me at the graveyard in the shadows
And I will leave a black rose on your tomb
The light at the end of the night
Is the ghost haunting the devil’s moon
I swoon beneath the doom
Phantom gloom in nightshade bloom
I will bury all of your bones
Before the fall of angel skin
Our spiral from heavenly seats
Was a miracle of demonic sin
Drown me in arterial spray
And haunt me from beyond the grave
Beautifully tragic slaughter
Wash away in rains of winter waters
And touch me with your curse
I’ll fuck you with my verse
Meet me at the graveyard in the shadows
And I will leave a black rose on your tomb
The light at the end of the night
Is the ghost haunting the devil’s moon
I swoon beneath the doom
Phantom gloom in nightshade bloom
Lay with me as we rest in pieces
And carve your name in my wasted flesh
‘cause no one will forget our names
Burned into the tree of death, I confess
The hour has come
Nightmares become one
When the feast is brought to specters
Remember selling my soul to their knives
To hold you forevermore
I cannot imagine a colder night
Without you here
Damnation is near
And touch me with your curse
I’ll fuck you with my verse
Meet me at the graveyard in the shadows
And I will leave a black rose on your tomb
The light at the end of the night
Is the ghost haunting the devil’s moon
I swoon beneath the doom
Phantom gloom in nightshade bloom
(c) 2017 Frank Green
Masking the bodies you left behind
I long for the taste of your lips
Cherries and death and other things tonight
Love me with a stake to the heart
You’re tattooed with the devil’s mark
Corpse paint and studded black leather
Beckons from a bed of raven feathers
And touch me with your curse
I’ll fuck you with my verse
Meet me at the graveyard in the shadows
And I will leave a black rose on your tomb
The light at the end of the night
Is the ghost haunting the devil’s moon
I swoon beneath the doom
Phantom gloom in nightshade bloom
I will bury all of your bones
Before the fall of angel skin
Our spiral from heavenly seats
Was a miracle of demonic sin
Drown me in arterial spray
And haunt me from beyond the grave
Beautifully tragic slaughter
Wash away in rains of winter waters
And touch me with your curse
I’ll fuck you with my verse
Meet me at the graveyard in the shadows
And I will leave a black rose on your tomb
The light at the end of the night
Is the ghost haunting the devil’s moon
I swoon beneath the doom
Phantom gloom in nightshade bloom
Lay with me as we rest in pieces
And carve your name in my wasted flesh
‘cause no one will forget our names
Burned into the tree of death, I confess
The hour has come
Nightmares become one
When the feast is brought to specters
Remember selling my soul to their knives
To hold you forevermore
I cannot imagine a colder night
Without you here
Damnation is near
And touch me with your curse
I’ll fuck you with my verse
Meet me at the graveyard in the shadows
And I will leave a black rose on your tomb
The light at the end of the night
Is the ghost haunting the devil’s moon
I swoon beneath the doom
Phantom gloom in nightshade bloom
(c) 2017 Frank Green
Published 23rd Oct 2017
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23rd Oct 2017 00:37am
damn it my Darkest Lord
another masterpiece from you blackened quill..
this got me excited ;)
"And touch me with your curse
I’ll fuck you with my verse"
girly parts all a tingle
from your wicked scribe..
love Crim
another masterpiece from you blackened quill..
this got me excited ;)
"And touch me with your curse
I’ll fuck you with my verse"
girly parts all a tingle
from your wicked scribe..
love Crim
23rd Oct 2017 00:38am
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23rd Oct 2017 3:44am
Your so good with word plays, I like this one,
' Lay with me as we rest in pieces '
The whole thing is darkly creative in form..
' Lay with me as we rest in pieces '
The whole thing is darkly creative in form..
23rd Oct 2017 4:11am
27th Oct 2017 2:59am
you are a Dark Master who conjures
demoness & demon alike to perform
for your black art..
this is one hell of a mind fuck of the best kind..
~Raven
demoness & demon alike to perform
for your black art..
this is one hell of a mind fuck of the best kind..
~Raven
27th Oct 2017 3:44am
