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MINE EYES DO TRICK ME, CRUELIST OF ALL? CAN IT BE HER WHOM I,VE LOVED AND LOST, THAT GLIDES QUIETLY, OH SO QUIETLY NOW. BUT SWIFTLY TOWARDS ME IN FUNERAL GOWN? WITH ARMS OUT STRECTCHED AND NE-ER A SOUND, SHE HOVERS BEFORE ME AND UTTERS A SOUND? SOFTLY AND SILIBANT SHE CALLS MY NAME, MY GAZE TRANSFIXED I STARE AT HER MOUTH. FOR ONCE WERE ROSE PETEL SOFT SILKEN LIPS, NOW A CRIMSON, BLOODIED MAW? WITH TWO SHARP TEETH PERTRUDING FROM CORNERS OF MOUTH? HER EYES ARE FEVERED, THEY GLITTER AND GLOW, BUT GONE IS THE LOVE THAT ONCE SHONE FOR ME? NOW JUST HUNGER, I START TO FLEE? SHE COVERS THE DISTANCE BETWEEN US SO SWIFT I CAN,T SEE? AND UTTERS AN EVIL MOCKING SIGH? OH LOVER WHY HAVE YOU TURNED ON ME SO? STILL ADVANCING SHE CATCHES MY ARM, WITH ICY FINGERS SHE PULLS ME TO HER BREAST, ARMS EN-CIRCLE ME LIKE STEEL CABLES, FINGERS SHARP TALONS DIG INTO MY BACK? I ONLY COME TO CLAIM THAT WHICH I HAD IN LIFE, SHE WHISPERS IN MY EAR? BUT PULLZEMENT FLASHES ACROSS HER PALLID BROW, AS I CANNOT HIDE MY FEAR? SWIFTLY NOW DESENDS HER MOUTH, AND PAIN EXPLODES BEFORE MY EYES? WITH A BLOODIED EVIL SMILE SHE WHISPERS,YOUR MY LOVER NOW, AND ENDLESS NIGHTS WE,LL HUNT THE NIGHT? AND SLEEP THE SLEEP OF THE DEAD BY MORNING LIGHT?

THE SUN IS SETTING AS I RISE, IT,S HOLD UPON ME BROKEN ONCE MORE. I FEEL THE STROUD OF DEATH FALL TO MY FEET, AS I MOVE OUT INTO THE DARKENING NIGHT? WITH VIOLET HUES AND CRIMSON FIRE, THE SUN IT TRIES TO REST THE NIGHT. BUT WITH A SURENESS AS OF DEATH, THE DARKNESS FORCES THE LIGHT FROM THE SKY. WITH THE RISE OF THE NIGHT SO TO DOES MY HUNGER RISE. WITH PREPANATURAL EYES, I LET MY THIRST GUIDE ME NOW. IT BURNS WITHIN ME TO MY CORE, WITH SENSES SHARPENED LIKE A KNIFE. I HEAR THE BEATING OF A THOUSAND HEARTS. I SEND MY INVATATION OUT ON THE AIR, I SEEK BOTH THE SINNER AND THE SICK. THOSE FOR WHOM DEATH IS PREPERABLE TO LIFE? BUT HAVE NOT THE COURAGE TO END THEIR PAIN. I TAKE THESE TO THIER WAITING GRAVES.

STANDING COMPOSED, RELAXED, AT PEACE. EYES ARE CLOSED, BUT STILL I SEE? A VISION OF DARKENED WINTER NIGHT, WITH HEAVY SNOW FALLING, PEOPLE FLEEING TO THEIR HOMES, A MOTHER HURRYING WITH A CHILD? BUT NOT THE COLDNESS BOTHERS ME, STILL I STAND, I WILLNOT LEAVE. FOR I REACH OUT WITH MY MIND, TO WHISPER MY BIDDING TO THOSE THAT WISH TO DIE? I WAIT TO OFFER FINAL PEACE, ON THIS A HALLOWED LAND OF GODS, AMONGST THE BLACK AND GREY MONUMENTS TO THE DEAD. A DARK FALLEN ANGEL CHAMPION OF DEATH.

I STARE AT THE FACE REFLECTED IN THE PAIN OF GLASS, IT STARES BACK, NOT THE FACE OF DEATH, THE BEAST THAT KILLS WITHOUT A THOUGHT? THE FACE IS STRONG BUT NOT CRUEL, THE EYES ARE TO VIVID, INTENSE. BUT STILL JUST EYES. SHOWING NOT THE RAVISHES OF TIMES LONG LOST IN THE MISTS OF TIMES. GIVING NOT A HINT OF THE SLAUGHTERS THEY HAVE SEEN. SLAUGHTERS RENT BY THE CREATURE WITH THIS ALL TO HUMAN FACE?