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Wicked Bane


From now on
The nights will come down hard on you,
They will smother you with their dark wings when you sleep,
They will crush you under their heavy, lurid dew,
Their invisible arms will lusciously suffocate you,
So thoroughly and sweet.

From now on
The winds will come after your shadow
Every time you try to run and hide,
Their voices will poison you deliciously and slowly,
They will encircle your fearful soul
And deliver it to the screaming night, black like coal.

From now on
My demons will crucify your agonizing senses,
They will lure your heart to my crimson grave,
They will feast on it, leaving you with no defenses,
With no chance of escape out of this vicious cave.

From now on
Your eyes will be flooded with blood,
Blinded by the darkness,
Drowned by the obscurity of murky light,
Your lost prayers won�t find their way to my apocalyptic God,
They will die in the eternal glow of the night.

This curse I put on you
To hunt every single second of your life,
This curse you won�t be able to undo,
It will torment you and break you,
Leaving you too weak to survive.
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