reports from the other side of the void

 
scavenge the damned inside the scorn
harlot of visions report
on the aether rise
let tendrils of feeling fly

reaching into the mist
perchance a sight of what is
deep in the valley of doubt
reaping knowledge best left undisturbed
conjure a moment to you

in the bleak, a spell
bound to lust, deliver
desire's secrets to be told

in the immortal you are cherished
harbinger of dark's own tongue
delivering the sacred arts
whispering in the ear of none

seek what you can touch
the other realm is heady with need
a dominion to behold, for sure
terrorizing doom your downfall
should you interrupt the damned

it is folly to forecast beauty
when corrupt is the way of the mad
who string you along for their pleasure
little girl who do you think you are?

fettered grief come undone
good behavior will please the Sadist
will it appease your sin, also my love?

who dines on your hearts sorrow
come now, my dear
it's all come to an end