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Array ( [sid] => 95629 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => DANCE OF DAMNATION [time] => 2005-05-24 18:33:12 [hometext] => more or less ramblings not really sure why I wrote this... [bodytext] => With magnificent insanity I gathered my needs,
the candles, the sage, the incense, the meade,
in exhaulted delirium to the woods I escaped,
like a madman on fire with no care for my fate,
into the darkness and treacherous hills unknown,
carrying these delightful yet simple items in tow;

Reaching a spot that seemed ceremoniously attired,
I prepared my location for my new fiendish desire,
lighting the fire I placed the candles precise,
burning the sage I began my dance with such guise,
drunken from the meade I began calling to the dark,
cursing and taunting what evil that my be be sparked;

I slashed at my palms with fervent delight,
flinging droplets of blood at the flames burning bright,
with dizzying madness I fell to my knees,
grabbing at the earth and speaking of creeds,
bring forth your devils, your spirits bound in thee,
for tonight was my last hold to these mortal needs;

A seductive dance with death was my final plea,
to feel and know the cold damnation, to be set free,
ignorantly and with such ghastly curses I yelled,
then stepped into the flames and descended to Hell.
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DANCE OF DAMNATION

Contributed by kydistortion69 on Tuesday, 24th May 2005 @ 06:33:12 PM in AEST
Topic: EmotionalPoetry

With magnificent insanity I gathered my needs,
the candles, the sage, the incense, the meade,
in exhaulted delirium to the woods I escaped,
like a madman on fire with no care for my fate,
into the darkness and treacherous hills unknown,
carrying these delightful yet simple items in tow;

Reaching a spot that seemed ceremoniously attired,
I prepared my location for my new fiendish desire,
lighting the fire I placed the candles precise,
burning the sage I began my dance with such guise,
drunken from the meade I began calling to the dark,
cursing and taunting what evil that my be be sparked;

I slashed at my palms with fervent delight,
flinging droplets of blood at the flames burning bright,
with dizzying madness I fell to my knees,
grabbing at the earth and speaking of creeds,
bring forth your devils, your spirits bound in thee,
for tonight was my last hold to these mortal needs;

A seductive dance with death was my final plea,
to feel and know the cold damnation, to be set free,
ignorantly and with such ghastly curses I yelled,
then stepped into the flames and descended to Hell.

Copyright © kydistortion69 ... [ 2005-05-24 18:33:12]
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Re: DANCE OF DAMNATION (User Rating: 1 )
by Faust on Thursday, 24th November 2005 @ 06:41:42 PM AEST
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That has got to be one of the best poems I've ever read. I dont even know what to say really, but you need to write more like this one.

Eternally Punished,
Faust

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