DANCE Of DELIGHTS
Beauty bestowed upon amber leaves, even that of one’s death
Autumns chill, evening air invigorating your gasping breath
The devils own minions dancing, naked in wicked delight
breathlessly celebrating the undead on all Hallows night
Craving, hungering for forbidden lust filled carnal pleasures
Innocent, delightful maidens, soon will give up their treasures
Frenzied insanity of autumns ball, join at you leisure
Dancing merrily as though it were a setting from Macbeth
There is no one around to save your soul, no one is in sight
Unknown entities ready to destroy, your grave they’ll measure
(CinqTroisDecaLa Rhyme)
By GaelicRogue
© 2008 GaelicRogue
(All rights reserved)
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