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Desecration
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Shylass

Desecration

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Thundering rain against my skin,
Violent splatters slapping, stinging;
Black moon rising in the midnight,
Passions rent in the depths
Of your raging eyes.

Rolling tides and roiling foam,
Howling aches writhe blind inside;
Boulders of craving batter wind-scoured gates
To the sanctum of this wretched heart.

The maelstrom of longing crawls the earth
Within my locked and hidden soul;
You hold my being in your fist
And crush my desperation.

Deeper.

Yet deeper still.

Pounding force drives you further in,
Until no deeper plains of Otherworld may be reached;
Deepest, darkest,
Inner altar,
Where my screaming coils around your hips,
Where my terror is caught within the midnight snare
And raised up amongst the flint-sharp stars.

Your breath is my storm
As you pour liquid fire within me
And melt this virgin fortress into golden dawn.

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