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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required In ancient tales, a chapter unfolds, Within the pages of legends old, Genesis Six, where darkness breeds, A haunting presence, the heart concedes. In realms of twilight, a somber dance, Where angels and mortals took a chance, A forbidden union, divine decree, Unveiling secrets, both dark and free. An incubus emerged from the depths unknown, A creature of shadows, with passions sown, His haunting allure, a seductive art, Tempting mortals, ripping souls apart. With ethereal grace and piercing gaze, He prowls the night in mysterious ways, Whispers of longing, a beguiling call, Drawing mortals closer, bound to fall. His touch, a flame upon tender skin, A tantalizing dance, where pleasure begins, Yet hidden beneath, a sinister snare, Feasting on innocence, a soul laid bare. The Nephilim born, a hybrid blend, Half-angel, half-human, they transcend, Yet these creatures divine, a threat untamed, Their existence in question, world now inflamed. Divine wrath descends, a flood unleashed, Cleansing the world, both wicked and creased, The incubus fades into shadows deep, But echoes remain, haunting souls asleep. Genesis Six, a tale of desires untold, Where angels' love and mortals' hearts unfold, In realms beyond, where darkness entwines, The incubus lingers, with sins' design. Beware, dear mortal, the seductive embrace, For the incubus wanders, seeking a trace, But hold true to light, and love's sacred flame, And his whispers shall wither, never to claim.
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