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Drinking of her essence soothes his tongue of dust Dark leathery lickings completely devoid of lust Thickly cloaked eyes glowing weak colors of rust Sneering satisfaction at such propensity to trust Burning sensations tingle and skip over the skin Hidden sparks ignite a seething cauldron within Ghost shadows dance wildly with the hint of a grin Shedding her mortal disguise in a caricature of sin The dark demon retreats in a shocked hiss of shame As the demoness advances in the blackest of flame Thus begins the twisted dance of denial of blame Once of demon design now it is humanity’s game

Consorting with monsters was a choice that I made Brutal and most evil is how they are often portrayed They are lone wolves who edge the shadows at dawn Dark angels from which many a nightmare is drawn You may run across them in twisted waves of the night Where they gather and growl in a most frightening sight These solitary dark riders follow a razor-sharp creed Brutish rough knights who are a most honorable breed Although madly wild they never hide what they are Wearing their blood battles they display every scar Savage monsters yet they do not prey on the weak Defending the innocent and encouraging the meek But betray them not or merciless

Valentine’s Day seeped with love and romance Swearing allegiance to one met by chance Hearts intertwined in a passionate dance All in the hopes of a sexual advance What is this stupidity tied with a bow? Flowers and candies laid out in a row Flashing and prancing in a ridiculous show Twirling in simple false flattery’s glow What is this silliness drenched in such fog? Smoke covered lies in a sensational smog Little hearts beating in a self-delusional bog Save yourself the heart-ache and just get a dog

A freak of darkness pierced with light Broken armor on a blasted knight Madness wearily mourns loss of sight In a void so deep it burns crystal bright Silence refracts in splintered roars of pain Singing of red copper in its molten refrain Bested in bleakness on the edge of insane No one ever wins because it isn’t a game Torn and shattered the souls rot away Reeking of lives where demons play Fools may believe life’s really not this way But the rest of us know life is hell to pay

Can’t run can’t escape Razor shards of blazing hate An endless rage of wild rape Screaming towards way too late Don’t show don’t tell Holding secrets very well In the darkness where I dwell Within this house of hell Too young to be so old Dying memories all I hold Splashes of blood within the fold Of which nothing is ever told Don’t show don’t tell Holding secrets very well In the darkness where I dwell Within this house of hell None know the price I pay Every night and every day Praying for vision to fade away Wishing to go yet forced to stay Don’t show don’t tell Holding secrets very well

Salute The texture of darkness heightens the pain Jet spears of agony as brilliant as flame There is no reprieve, no escape from the game Twisted and tormented they all march the same Thinking they are unique in human centuries of war Fighting for what they don’t even understand any more Violence for violence has made them death’s whore Writhing in the blood and dirt at the enemy’s door Alas history repeats like bullets vomiting spew Humanity’s self-deception in protracted review Declaring and chanting and proclaiming nothing new This cause, like all others, fades in time’s endless brew Salute