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I am Dennis. There is nothing else you would ever want to know about me. Thanks for reading.
From my friends Crimson Dead
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Evil.
banish me. betrayer of darkness. how evil is this mortal soul? i am darkness incomplete. seeing only that of my own. turn a blind eye to all those in need. they knew me like yesterday’s breeze. warm and moist, comforting ease. now i am evil. i loathe the trees. this face you know will never be seen. i am the cold and the chill the winter breeze. swoop down on black wings and eat me. if you can catch me. the needle stings. as it drains my life. empty me. my shell shall reside. so far along the coastline where the whistling wind blows. why is there so much wind? i do not know. i spoke of torment in faded lines. once when i was a child. never did i think of betraying the life of another. but the thrill of the heartbreak excites no other. that crushing blow of endless woes. so much suffering, tears of black that flow. remind me when my light has shone.
my red moon rises this damned dusk. shine your cursed rays upon my aura. sin unto me all your evil deeds. i am whole. i am complete. misery, it calls to me. i want my fire. my need to kill, my deathly desire. slake my lust as i break your trust and drink your blood from these open wounds. feed me my slave, your king commands you to. from slit wrists crimson drips and streaks across her arid face. the skin has peeled, she is old, concealed and weary of any disgrace. she hides as she cries. forever in torment. under a tyrant of ice. the devil’s heart bleeds to suffice. as i lay on my face to see them crawl. lunacy befalls the terrible call of the wicked. now screaming for sanity. savor your pleasure for greed is my bidding. this hungry soul yearns for a moment worth living. watch her moan as she ravages my throne. succubi of old. bathed in gold. a fallen crest upon her naked breast. be careful of the vines coming out of her cunt. venomous and hypnotic their bite is just.
my red moon is setting in the violet dawn. the birds are anew. the silence so strong. life is fading. my throat runs dry. hell, as risen blackens the sky. eterne.