Original Poetry Fan Fiction ❯ Poems, poems...A small collection of them ❯ Last Soiree ( Chapter 10 )

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Last Soiree

Silhouettes ablaze in Darklight

Death finds its home in the shadows of the night

Finding solitary cause to shine

Upon the dread what defines your life

The veil, divine and pure

Torn to shreds of shame and fear

Love beats soundly to the tune of her Requiem

And fate falls slowly into lament

Dark waters fill the grails of our sacrifice

And divide the shards of her soul

Hidden in the oceans of wine I cross to find her

Fermented from the blood of demented perversion

The souls of sacred dreams cry all your fears

As the wings of darkness dry all your tears

The precipitous flares of embers wrought upon the wraiths of her despair

A broken weir is the cage to the darkness of all her impurities

In purgatory, snares of the devil's fair hair

Capture unsuspecting prayers in dread

And in this tainted world the dark of twilight unfurls

Drunk on the shadows of luminescent light

Shadows of death forsake the guises they've shed

To digest the souls upon which they've fed

And Lilith's eyes mesmerize

The precocious heart of Holy War

Death decrypts all of the blood and shite

Of the Firmament of decadent guts and gore

From Babylon writhes through the Terror skies

A serpent that Medusa hath sent

Dredging the lakes of the Ancient Horror States

Looking to find where fate doth hide…

In the dark forests of your mind

We shed the veils of our smokescreen cataracts

Only to view a world scorched by their blackness

Come let us raise our grails

In toast, to the fucked up heart that fails

And tip our hats to the existence that fades

We take a sip of dread to this, our Last Soiree

To this, our Last Soiree…