Evil Lust Cold! The Devil’s Hold

So come let us drink to the doomed souls of foolish men your chastity I'll consume, my fathers seed in your womb. The dread before the deed, crisis cruelty conjure my needs Yes! a beast will feast in disbelief, idyllic beauty will cease. Hear howls in cries running cold, then what about the crows hollow…Read more Evil Lust Cold! The Devil’s Hold

The Blood In Your Veins She Retains

The myth and its mastery, mesmerizing moods brood in the maiden's memory. Doomed origins this oracle obsessed by prophecies, a blood-stained princess recounting those¬†atrocities. This secret scourge scours, rage! it's ritual ransom, dismayed death! is it's anthem? The squalor's vow to those village vapors, sorrows foretold the stories of why the vampires eat here Unreal…Read more The Blood In Your Veins She Retains

The Beast Of Beauty

Lashing from a stinging sun sweltering neglected thirst, chills descend muted skies things would only get worst. Fear enforce the flanks of the forest's floor then a feast, tooth's in fangs meet claws in paws the eyes of a beast. Humidity in the steamy heat dissolve the herds' resolution, while the group in the pack,…Read more The Beast Of Beauty

Folklore Fables And Fairy-tales

This is an account for the ages, when artistic aspirations were lost in stages, The banshee's beauty beyond belief, bode the blistering betrayal burning beneath. A caretaker cautioned this caravan to Camelot, his curse or plot a chance or not. The divine dancing duel of defiance and deceit, this deception complete. Dangerous discovery a distinctive…Read more Folklore Fables And Fairy-tales