There is a dark shadow in my soul, it is the manifestation of an ancient being, a carnivorous carnal animal, born of violence and blood. She sleeps through my modern life, occasionally stirring, growling, snarling as a dark desire escapes. Tonight she has awakened, tonight she prowls the inner recesses of my soul, stalking through the dungeons and catacombs therein. Visiting violence against those carnal needs.

There is a darkness entwined around my heart, its slender tendrils clinging to flesh, tainting every drop of affection coursing past, crushing those delicate moments, its skinny insidious fingers stripping the air from a throat, unrelenting viciousness lives within this skin tonight, a dark need, to smell fear, to taste savagery, to touch with fury. To unleash the mad dogs and hell cats upon the divine and pure.

There is an indelible darkness in my thoughts, struggling to be forgotten, a constant reminder of a distant and treacherous past, simple, inert thoughts are turned to sexual needs, and unrepealable motives. They poke, prod, and force themselves into consciousness, needing to be freed from caution and control, tearing at the restraints, to explode into a violent hurricane, an unyielding manipulating maelstrom

There is a darkness in the night tonight, there are mad dogs and hell cats at the doors, as a maelstrom lays waste to the light.