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written by: Immortal Magpie


Beneath the blood red hue of Hunters Moon
Upon the crimson ground
With wild orgiastic glee, we writhe
Our prurience knows no bounds

Amongst the spiralling embers
Spit from the pyres maw
Fireflies forged from hell blood
Bow in obseisance at your door

A roiling surge of effervescence
Ignites the balmy air
The faint, lascivious taints of sulphur
Herald echoes of despair

Our brazen cries beseech Him
Full of malice and devilish sin
'Now midnight come...
Let the reign of Darkness begin!'

Immortal Magpie

Immortal Magpie

I am an amateur poet from the UK
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