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Once again, ravings spilling from my very own minds basement.

A filthy dark hole, so devoid of the needed light.

In the dead of night obscenity is revealed.

Like blood from a scab that's scratched to never heal.

Beguile denial!

With a heart rate well increased, so breathlessly.

As the beauty fucks the beast, in ecstasy.

They dance in hell!

Laced with disgrace, such a cold embrace.

Under the spell!

Disturbed yet camouflaged ilk.

Scowl and see!

Forbidden odyssey, almost blasphemy.

Still foul make-believe.

An opportunity for a demonical spree.

Poem for the fallen

in the words of the sullen.

Cold sweat, tingling thoughts of an old threat,

terror got her all wet, lecherous sympathy.

In the end all it comes down to are dreary memories.

So sick of seeing them through, so my choice this time - fucking apathy.

All it comes down to in the end.

So sick of seeing them through in the end.

Fucking apathy.

Apathy.

They dance in hell...

They dance in hell...

They dance in...