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They Beyond (Cauldron Kill Series)

       “Orphan children every night feast off of rotten flesh
When swallowed it drips out of a hole from their neck,
      “Becoming seasoned meat that attract cannibal crows
Under necrotic storms that chaotically blows,

      “Not only does the rain burn but it causes insanity
Amplifying any it touches to indulge their deepest dark fantasy,
      “But only those weak of mind will succumb to the effect
While those with a dark fortitude will only get wet,

      “Looking in humorous satisfaction at how the weak are acting wild
Elevated to puppets of the dark gods and making them smile,
      “Time is irrelevant so past, present and future will forever clash
And for centuries the effects of the necrotic storms can unfortunately last,

      “A dull and cracked six-pointed star is the only light that shine
Searching for love and compassion which is considered a high crime,
      “The permanent price paid when those feelings were forever denied  
Now despair, pain, cruelty and evil are utilized to survive,

      “Mass orgies to sinister summons rape reality raw
Evil in its sickest and purest form is the supreme law,
      “Some are repeatedly violated by others, magic or used as meat
Left half-eaten and twitching on an unforgiven street,

      “Dark towers like cancer spread across the land
Fortresses of abomination armies that war with the exiled and the damned,
      “In blood-stained metropolises is where many battles begin and end
While an evil sky sings sacrilegious songs laced with murderous sin,

      “Orchestrated with such beauty it causes hate to elevate and manifest
Even Death itself becomes marveled and will not allow the slain to rest,
      “Until once again Death’s duty of soul collecting universally call
Then upon his departure bodies begin to fall,

      “Those who survive the blessed ordeal calls it Death’s Love
A dark holiday that is celebrated with the shedding of virgin blood,
      “They Beyond have already acclimated to their fate
And let us all pray that the exiled will never again escape”.
Written by CasketSharpe
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