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.
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Dark Lady
She roams--seeking evil bits and pieces---plucking ruined edenfruit,.coveting cheap carnal releases... Gown never sullied,depthless soul perverted---desiring adulation from the easily converted. Roaming the cellars and dark soul places---found under stairways, behind grotesque faces... Lusting, thrusting, never trusting, her quest appears endless, plans constantly adjusting.
Sweet gossamer pattern, Dark Lady has woven---spider's kiss, impatiently awaiting her chosen... Traps laid, plans made, worlds for the taking---new world order---mammon's delusion in the making. Anxious now, foul fluids racing---ancient brotherhood's goal in sight---Lady weary of chasing... Prophecy's promise, once ethereal---now horribly incarnate---blood and innocence the chosen material.
Rebirth unnoted, sweating bodies endeavor---to obtain promised rewards, now denied them forever... Gleefully rejoicing, Lady's elation enhanced---by the antics of misguided souls she entranced. Too late for repentance, infernal obesience required---by this dark queen of chaos, total corruption desired... Her scheming dececeptions, false lingering kisses as well---plans come to fruition---humanity's selfish folly resulting in hell.
One further depridation is all she requires... Succulent man-flesh to satisfy her culinary desires.
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