Cathedral!
Not a pony trap
(Well) long enough for
memories' time.
Strolling down the dreamland wonder
redded beyond the lilac struggle.
(Father! a step farther)
From left to right
the eyes should feed
now that the hearts are fixed
(Uh! fixed)
Shame on the fragranced
velvet card.
Neighbors' words traveled far.
Praises, or not (Ooin)
Yes! It did.
Groovy friends
Yes! A roll they deserve
from a penny that never drops
(Yet, lilac is a wretched symbol)
Savvy father
The moves are never right
Swanky mother
'the odds are odd'
There and there, the moving odds.
Wait! The feets are moving,
far beyond the streaming.
The heart is leaping
leaving behind the creepies.
Oh! Yes! The medal is down the aisle.
What is this she holds in blooded redded colour
In empty look I realise that my hearts in consumed devour
For inside my chest it rested, a now open abyss appears
Pains of hurting scream as she revels through her cheers
Calculated and callous, the ***** within her shines
Confirming men and me in unison, in total undermine
As I fall to my knees in blooded redded colour
She's callous torn and twisted, as I live my final hour
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In demonic stare she sighs and writhes
Alluring like honey to take their lives
Attraction so dark, even crows never caw
This Gothic she, beyond the lights law
With out stretched arms invited they be
From the darkest light they come through the trees
The flutter of silk wings in crimsoned red
She pouts her face no fear she dreads
Her followers in accomplish, in taste of blood
Returning to she, now in redded flood
Angels of her dark in skeletal trees they stare
Where crows never caw, for they dare not dare
A new dawn now arises, as she quietly lays
Awaiting the return of the full moons display
Once again she'll sigh and writhe, in demonic stare
For she awaits the light, and the innocents share
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Two years have passed
Now the day has arrived
The dark now rules
For the lights in deprive
The white angels in capture
Taken to the depths
Hades has become them
Manacled and reft
Redded eyes in the dark
Peer from their bleak
To ogle these white angels
For centuries they seek
Up above on the surface
On this orb called earth
The dark angels fly
To distribute their mirth
A world once full of colour
Living and bright
Has been transformed into darkness
Left raped, left in blight
Slowly his legions
With their piercing red eyes
Will rise to the surface
Where he will hear their cries
Master of darkness
It has taken many years
To draw their light to your dark
As we live of their fears
We hail you oh dark one
For our year has arrived
Twenty twelve is upon us
For centuries we contrived
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