To fly with lunacy, insanity, distorment of reality,
To fly with evilness and become their prey,
To dance with death and embrace the darkness that surrounds,
Enclosed in immortalitys' sins, spinning into the realm of madness,
Special blends that take away sanity and the pain,
Drinking from the cultures of those long lost,
Weaving in and out of reality, wishing never to come forth,
To the realm of sanity and its simple thoughts,
Sinking deep within the bottomless pit,
Looking for the path of light to find the way out,
Yet lingering holding onto what should be not.
Moonless shadows lie lurking deep within the crusted earth,
Within the darken caves on hollow hills begins a creatures birth.
Suns golden rays becomes destruction within the caves of old,
Sending lost shattered souls deep within the hollow hills of unknown.
Creeping silently down the thin and narrow path begins a new plight,
Praying for the suns precious rays to shine with its golden light.
Yet helpless in a quiet trance still to continue on this destructive path,
Knowing that what lies beneath is the darken demon and his wrath.
Blinded soul by the demons words of promises of riches and glory,
Hoping that some, of the truth, lies within this darken demon and his story.
Lingering for just a moment hoping sanity would return once again,
Before reaching the demons lair of solemn darkness within his gloomy den.
The bleak realm of darkness with its shadowed walls begin to cave in,
Creeping crawling on the floor of insanity trying to grasp the misty haze of sanity,
Freeing up the soul from the darken demon and his slimy groping vanity.
Returning unto the light and its golden path that shines, I gladly pay the toll,
Knowing that the price I paid had almost cost me my precious soul.
~^*Lady Syndra*^~
02/03/01
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What spell is this that has taken thy dreams from thee?
Leaving thee alone to exsist in the solitude of darkness.
Stalking and preying upon the weakness of the weary,
Leaving thee to hunger and feast upon evils enstrangement.
Caitiff thee run fron the symbolism of truth and honor,
Leaving thy wrath of destruction in the virtual realm of reality.
Turn from this destructive path unless thee be cursed and doomed.
To dwell forever in insanity with evils stench as thy cologne.
Lost at the right hand of the demon that has stolen thy very soul,
I pray the gods have mercy upon thy soul of little redemption.
~^*Lady Syndra*^~
05/03/02
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