| Come, I still become, My Will, will not be undone, Hellhounds dance under the lit moon, Lifting the Maidens dreams, Corrupting her heart with viscious means, The muts whisper upon her ear "nightmare" Her response "How sleep the pure" As the wolves howled the crows cawed murder, Her response "How weep the pure" On this violent night, Unholy night, The Flower maiden gave birth to suffering and fright, The wolves she sent, To kill they went, She bathed naked under the rain, Grabbing her breast after every screaming pain, Every pure one killed she would treasure, While the wolves murdered to appease her pleasure, She planted her seed in the earth, To a new kind of evil she would give birth, The seed's roots drank from her veins, Breast feeding her seed with harnessed moaning pains, The hounds came back drenched in blood, Staining the river of red flood, Dripping a drop of blood from there fang, Nightmare spread as church bells rang, Baptizing the seed with evil and hate, The seed took over the role of fate, A wolf hunter heard her cries, Hearing her as she dies, He found her naked were she lay, Dead and cold her life went stray, The wolves angered by his sight, The Hunter poised his heart to fight, The Maiden awoke paled as the moon , She told the wolves to disappear into the gloom, She seduced the hunter with a cold dark kiss, The hunters heart fell into hell of bliss, Both made love under the sinless moon, As the seed's black roses began to bloom, She sank her teeth in his neck with delight, Poisoning his heart with an uncurable blight, Their emotions the seed devoured, Using them to feel greed for more power, So come, I still become, My will, will not be undone. |
| The Wolves and the Flower Maiden |
| This poem was written to right the birth of the ultimate demon called Catastrophe and also the birth of the first two legendary vampires. (Kain and Nalisma) More will be said cause I don't want to spoil anything right now. How did this pop up in my head I have no clue lol. |