An Occult Fairytale
Throw all your roses in the air,
For there is no need of love in this lair
Corpses laugh and spin
Spirits run and play,
Under silver ash shadow
Magical sparks fill you here,
Luring into Sitra Achra
Crypt of the Ancient Rosalinean,
Majlis al Jinn
Lilith’s dance seducing your inner core
Nehema’s whispers throwing yourself off the shore,
You hope this is only folklore,
But you must not fear the dark
The Nightmare of the Lost Ark
Silents winds whisper
Untold truths of revelation
to Give you new Trust In Adoration
Asphyxiate with Fear
As Angelique's eyes Lear
Silently you’ll the feel the spirits
Of The Howling growing near
The Draconian Aeon is here
All foul humans beware
Samael will always be Near
Copyright © Wyatt Loethen | Year Posted 2012
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