Showing results for tag "Moon"
Amidst the blackness of a frost-covered glen, Charon sought the help of his darkest kin: “Beautiful Nyx, I elicit thee For thy shadow’s baleful trickery! A night hath worshiped thine darkling sin. Prithee, dear Nyx... Come unto me.” Nyx: “Dearest Charon, who calls me with glee, Why hast thou summoned me?”Tags: Dark, Spells, Moon, Mythology
Awaken this fire of the coldest hell; Dammed and draining of souls to quell The ravenous darkness of this abysmal sleep. None here protected; just souls to reap! Adrift in this river of frozen blood; Her corrosive veins wandered though crimson flood! Hell hath her cruelty; such violence and wrath Floating along this slippery path! Then came her hushed whispers from the depths of the frost; Her hungry tongue danced as it licked at the lost: “Hell coarsen though veinsTags: Darkness, River-Styx, Mythology, Moon
Reflected upon the baleful ravages of thy skin, Who hath seen much more than the skin of thy kin. Behold the expansive silence; scarred arms held outward, Touching the dying energies of stars long since devoured! “I’ve yearned to perish too like their extinguished pyres, But I’m doomed to die here as a frozen tomb. Eons upon eons pass betwixt cataclysmic fires As my insides slowly became a barren womb.” Drained by impatience and ceaseless woe, Thy seldom wondered whence the soul may go.Tags: Sad, Pain, Mythology, Moon, Dark
Hallowed lantern of abhorred things, whose presence on the horizon speaks of ire! Illuminate the paths of this glorious pestilence, and grant me a beauty that only twilight can bring! I worship you with the tainted hymns of funeral pyres as a loyal disciple seeking your guidance! Fill me with murderous glee as I stalk my lesser kin, whose lives are devoid of any remembrance! In this nocturnal air, I’m as ravenous as fire, so I’ll banish all of my mortal sin, and savor your essence!Tags: Vampires, Night, Darkness, Death, Sin, Moon, Evil
we learn of celestial bodies in science, and i touch what is considered forbidden knowledge about the stars; the longing ofTags: Nature, Moon, Night, Darkness
Borderline in an almost oneiric fashion of Sleepwalking in an invisible, yet hissing fire; This personification of a hellish realm of Compulsions to the unknown. So I use this hourglass to count away Obsessive invalidation as a victim Of a lonely depressive. As lonely as I, maybe? But also as fake as a narcissistic smile In the shape of a crescent moon.Tags: Pain, Demons, Alone, Drugs, Nightmare, Moon, Delusions