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Walking through a derelict passageway,

A charred arm reaches out for my worm eaten cloak,

Slithering against crumbling walls with paranoia it foretells an ancient prophecy

The gorgon's eye was held together by sacred threads of absolution.

Mythical tales created for self-satisfaction break the ideals humanity falls back on,

Cursed snakes touch my sleeping face in this malignant night of rapture

A petrified mannequin awakens from a dark lullaby with one eye still closed.

An imperial collection of souls trapped within a mirror of bitter sealing,

Your kind will be the first to know what the devil is missing

The corpse waits in the furnace,coveting my cold embrace.

Idolatry falls on your spiritual entities, covering them will petals of arrogance

Take over their sleeping statues until they bow down in penance.

Like wandering lambs in a field of innocent roses,

You stumble upon a terrifying ordeal

Blinded by a mass of writhing appendages, the walls of clay cover your pale skin.

Your heart's deepest desires are bared for all to see

Slumber in my dominion for eternity in a shell of carved stone

The snake woman engorges itself on the next man's avarice.

These pleasurable gears drive humanity into a boiling fever

Creating insane hallucinations,

My appearance was never meant to create unwanted animosity

With a flap of these dragon-like wings a galore of men

Striving beyond their limits to ruin their lives.

Clearly this satiating attempt to create a ghostly game is fatal

Out of your disillusioned remains I rip out my soul,

The epitome of spite fails to cultivate any venom in my white layered eyes

Wear a filthy bridal gown in order to swim without purpose in a sea of black eels.

Edited by Emotional Outlet

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