Poetic grave

Deformed woman

Poetic grave
With her red eyes
She watches us
Beyond this eerie veil
That overshadows
Her skeletal face
She craws
Over the bodies
That exhails
The morbid fragance

Her tongue
Like the night
Dances on the blood
That falls from
Her sickle´s blade
Feeding her dead heart
With the energy from
A agonizing body
That´s now on the
Caronte´s ship

The terror is her love
Terror! Terror!
The pain is her 2x
Insane pleasure.

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