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[aid] => mick
[title] => Darkness Is Unleashed
[time] => 2004-05-26 01:39:05
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[bodytext] => As I stand upon this ledge, and I call out into the night. The thunder begins to roar, and the lightning begins to strike. I make the call for my mistress to be by my side, for the time has come, To ride the crimson tide. Out in the distance I can hear the cries from the gargoyles, And this let's me know that there will be no flesh to go spoiled. Then I grin, as I swoop down into the town, and walk upon a cobblestoned ground. Hands at my side, and head facing down, I listen to the lonely souls sound. Reaching my hands forward, and bringing my head up, I fly into the first person I see, and sink my teeth in really deep. Dropping to his knees he continues to bleed. Then one hundred yards away my mistress, begins to attack her prey. As I walk towards her to be by her side, two gargoyles fly in from the sky. Ripping and taring at the flesh we leave behind. Slayers come out running, with wooden stakes and swords, But in the way of them and us, stand the overlords. All hell has broken lose, in such a small town, I am never amused, But tonight I will make sure that all heavenly life is abused. People run, and people scatter, but it is to hard for them to find shelter, Due to all the blood splatter. Three hundred yards behind me stands my army of thirty thousand. They are coming in to kill all around me. The rain begins to fall, and the mortal blood stains every wall. As my army answers to all of the mortals calls. With my mistress by my side, we create the ultimate crimson tide. Lifting souls into the blackest of all blackened skies. And laughing as each and every mortal dies. We continue to fill crimson color into our eyes. [comments] => 3 [counter] => 142 [topic] => 13 [informant] => Rylo [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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