My Gothic Cherubs, I give you Armgeddons rose As you sip from - TopicsExpress



          

My Gothic Cherubs, I give you Armgeddons rose As you sip from from The Angel Azraels Dark chalice I have the bloodlust of ages And see with the tears of eons I ,Darkwing, the Unforgiven...still write the history of the anicent shadow of the creeds of thanato on the sweet breast of Eve With these black wings beating I call to my father the night And his lullabies of manic softness His daughter the widow Is to be my succluent poision And feverish Moon orchid bride To hear the cry of Sanctus Invictus Is its own Immortality that lies beyond The Autumn equinox Eternal, ethereal and forever ... A Haunting and inescapable Birthright
Posted on: Tue, 23 Sep 2014 05:49:10 +0000

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