Azalia Part 3
Bow serpents and lions
Ingenerated from Demora’s shrine
Graced from Gia’s star
Blessed with serenity, strength, and beauty
Chanted by Diablerie monarchs
Dancing enchantress witchcraft coursing into Archellion blood cells
Evolving woman and beast of Strata, the cause of famine
Life sources shall drought and vex
For life of bondage, chained of carnage and sin has sewed into breeding hell
Now the blood thirsty nightmare Allison of unextinguished flames
With scarlet kin, eagerness to rise, eagerness to kill and rule
Look into her dead eyes it speaks fornication
Obliteration of man and woman, just to spite gods
For without their commoners, they wreck of rotten forlorn
Hail Azalia, she is bane cat-o-nine tails bedevil scourge
A disease to land barriers
Menacing birches for catastrophic centuries
Procreating canker bubonic plagues
Just to please her insidious deportment
Sprouting dispassionate vibrations, god deicide she is
Voices mourn unheard, shall remain unspoken
Azalia consumes this putrid sphere, forever mute
Don’t be hoaxed, she craved concupiscent, from that of vicious rays
Copyright © Marqese Dabbs | Year Posted 2018
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