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Nails and Flowers (Halloween Syck House Series)
“Wrapped in spiked metal, inlaid with runes of imprisonment
Demon stitched with a layer of angelic skin given by hell as a gift,
“From head to toe nails were hammered into warped flesh
Causing agonizing pain, never giving the imprisoned no rest,
“Ancient chains of binding were also applied
Entering the body through the groin, arms and third eye,
“Along with being drowned in blood until the last breath
As tears of brimstone long ago have already been wept,
“Every year when the celebration of Halloween was strong
He is secretly paraded and cursed with forbidden song,
“A dark ritual of pain and suffering put on full display
But unknowingly to the spectators this would be a different day,
“The Maze Mother appeared standing in the path of the parade
Disrupting the ritual and causing the crowd to become deathly afraid,
“Those who were touched by the Maze Mother’s dark polymorphic skin
Slowly transformed into living powdered glass and swirled upon the wind,
“Children twelve years or younger were left alone
While those who were older-death became their future home,
“The Maze Mother teeth glowed as she ignored the killing spree
Disintegrating the unholy bonds and letting the imprisoned free,
“Flowers within a five mile radius exploded across the air
In trans-dimensional colors creating a psychedelic epilepsy nightmare,
“Senses were amplified to no end, causing many to scream and shout
While hot burning honey dripped from orifices, eyes and mouth,
“The only cure for the madness was from an embedded nail
And when given, suicide was committed than live with this flowered hell,
“But he noticed the Maze Mother and those she protected did not suffer
Surrounded by a storm of cannibalizing flowers he angrily approached her,
“Both stood face-to-face in bone chilling silence
Unconcerned with the ongoing screaming violence,
“One question from the Maze Mother’s mouth was ‘will you serve?’
The Prince of Nails and Flowers bent the knee without saying a word”.
Demon stitched with a layer of angelic skin given by hell as a gift,
“From head to toe nails were hammered into warped flesh
Causing agonizing pain, never giving the imprisoned no rest,
“Ancient chains of binding were also applied
Entering the body through the groin, arms and third eye,
“Along with being drowned in blood until the last breath
As tears of brimstone long ago have already been wept,
“Every year when the celebration of Halloween was strong
He is secretly paraded and cursed with forbidden song,
“A dark ritual of pain and suffering put on full display
But unknowingly to the spectators this would be a different day,
“The Maze Mother appeared standing in the path of the parade
Disrupting the ritual and causing the crowd to become deathly afraid,
“Those who were touched by the Maze Mother’s dark polymorphic skin
Slowly transformed into living powdered glass and swirled upon the wind,
“Children twelve years or younger were left alone
While those who were older-death became their future home,
“The Maze Mother teeth glowed as she ignored the killing spree
Disintegrating the unholy bonds and letting the imprisoned free,
“Flowers within a five mile radius exploded across the air
In trans-dimensional colors creating a psychedelic epilepsy nightmare,
“Senses were amplified to no end, causing many to scream and shout
While hot burning honey dripped from orifices, eyes and mouth,
“The only cure for the madness was from an embedded nail
And when given, suicide was committed than live with this flowered hell,
“But he noticed the Maze Mother and those she protected did not suffer
Surrounded by a storm of cannibalizing flowers he angrily approached her,
“Both stood face-to-face in bone chilling silence
Unconcerned with the ongoing screaming violence,
“One question from the Maze Mother’s mouth was ‘will you serve?’
The Prince of Nails and Flowers bent the knee without saying a word”.
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