Occult
By lexy
Mon, 13 Sep 2004
- 678 reads
Out of the ebony-pits, of time
Haste's Satan's, taught
His course divine
Tangle weaves this, ageless web
For hungered acquaintence
All senses ebb
Wits taut and drenched
With pledge, agree
Enchantments quenched
Vague eyes to see
Strength and might
Amaze, astound
Spirits win fight
Raising the ground
Demons be sought
From Angel's descent
Eternity's bought
For pleasures spent
Ritual by rites
Adhere to decree
Dissolute nights
Mutate, what's to be
Callous ease creeps
Raiding the soul
Mentalities sweep
Absent their goal
Fear turns from trail
The Chalice be brave
Merciless fail
Shackles, only
The slave
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