Scabrous thoughts invade her dreams, body twitching...reality's essence buried again, graphic scenes bewitching... Her lovely countenence distorted, desperation....lovely form mantled in sparkling perspiration. Truths proven through years of contemplation...no longer yield expected wanton exhultation... Time has come to fully embrace...dark consequences, damned awful place.
Sweet youth, payment demanded...lifeblood, once accepted...no longer commanded... Instead of words casually emoted...Evil requires souls totally devoted. Serve the beast, lament deception....service ahead engenders trepidation... In souls whose anchor is desperation...now available for Dhampir's recreation.
Eternity looms, rebellious thought intrudes...remembered indulgence, meager sustainance proves... Too much for surface recitation...of ancient oaths...now lost among self-gratification. Hear me, thou easily converted....payment comes due...shallow souls perverted... Darkness reigns,light forbidden...the cost of power, no longer hidden.
This word of warning endlessly repeated... Power eludes those easily cheated.
She walks alone in darknes, disdaining sight.....perceiving worlds undiscovered, she claims the right... To wander where she will, spell caster...fatal charms arresting ...her own soul's master. Admirers, some cautious...bold ones wishing to hold her tight...impudent souls kept in a jar, by her maiden's bed at night. Some regard her as evil, others avoid her path...scurrying dwellers living here, simply don't incur her wrath.
Drawn by the moon, delicious silver light...change tingling in her bones, she wishes to run tonight. Blood images form behind her eyes, desperate cravings dark result...excitement whining through her veins, human feelings, cruel insult. Powerful sinews thickening, sliding--desire churning...changes sought and found tonight, urgent needs forever burning... Reveling in this killing form, screaming desires at the moon...passion rising by the second, savagery commencing soon.
Fleeting images urgently demanding...disires' insatiable longing commanding... Growling low she starts the game, changeling tissues exhulting...fevered lusting growing sweeter, orgasmisic ripples resulting.., As human nectar fills her mouth, locked in passion's throes...first kill tonight, not satiated---perverted carnal lusting grows. Woeful keening fills the wood, deceitful moon is gone....too quickly over, appetite not appeased---unsatisfactory dawn.
She walks alone in darkness, disdaining sight.... Revelling in sweet secrets....she knows she owns the night.
Dappled moonlight frolicks upon Eden's garden wall---ashamed... Awaken fragile innocence, hear the clarion call---brass lungs bleating Lillith's vile refrain; Amidst the brightness, darkness reigns, acendancy gained... Experimenting, challenging, all is well---tis but a gods-game---balance disdained.
Hot breathed desire, angelic madness refusing to be undone... Proclaims the truth of centuries---endlessly repeated---chanting deprivations yet to come; Evil speaks between the lines, striving for awakening, lust ravening, gods' will to be won. Death of truth, vile fluids leaking, desolation's arid flesh renewed, The imp of chaos dances, order and purpose are eschewed.
Fearful engine of destruction, damned imp furiously feeding coal... Pressure building, boilers threatening to blow---destruction the ultimate goal. Pistons pumping, horrified engineers enthralled, the promised fasttrack laid--- Now patiently waiting, charnel caverns swallow all, ancient debts at last are paid.
Bleating souls on board, white eyes staring, vulnerable flesh ripe for tearing. Reptilian shadows exulting, lilliths awful child resulting---birth of sorrow... Separate destiny fused together, 'tis prophecy's price---death of tomorrow. Destination ahead, reluctant passengers arriving---mortal coils refuse death's sweet release... Unrelieved--- hungry now for Eden's promise---will the hunger never cease where is christ
I'm crying on the outside, but laughing on the inside. I will think of you on my vacation. Be back July 13. This is the last day because of work I can get on the computer. Be Well. Famulus
Mad dogs ranging aimlessly...through darkened streets....mouths dripping lies... Gathering dark souls...foul existences...those long-awaited filthy tithes. Reeking of carrion....craving anticipated releases...foul canine despoilers rejoice. Impotent angels retreating...before such appaling excess, reluctantly give voice... To foul ancient verses...praise be to Dhampir...worshiping the death of choice.
Crimson eyes ablaze, awful attention attracted....to those among us, long ago contracted... Perverted carnal embraces, infernal acts comitted...now reaping tainted souls, so casually submitted. Legions come again, to gleefully collect....outstanding debts, markers due...whining masses yet to infect... Too late comprehension dawning...groveling would be welchers wail...damnation's ravenous entrance yawning.
Dhampir, pale rider, pompous gods aghast....now struts amongst us...his time come 'round at last. Ancient champion once celebrated, then disdained...by jealous gods who righteously proclaimed... His victories gained by deceit, somehow invalid, though resulting in defeat... Of random adversaries not of his choosing...swearing revenge, unused to losing. Now Dhampir assumes his rightful place...humanity the pawns, lost to grace.
Riotous celebration will soon commence... Immoral masses, deprived of adequate defense.
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