Theatrical Demonology









Rushing light, the rythym is right

Body in time, with the sound of music.

A sea of people

I'm merely an ripple turning to crest

to crash upon the shining shore









Need me,See me

You will be me

A vision of misplaced lore



Feed me,Bleed me

Please drain this lifeless whore, beg for more.







Devils play tonight

screams of delight

pour from their mouths of war

the virgin, I Implore-

arise to see the sun no more.







Need me

See me

A vision of misplaced lore

Feed me

Bleed me



Please drain this lifeless whore.


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