Lord of Night

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A little strange

The narrows hallways of my mind spin with chaos

running from something but not knowing what

Gasping for air,breathing limited

Searching for unknown exits into the realm beyond

he's waiting for me,lurking in the shadows

I can hear his thoughts,patience

Calmness inhales me,tasting my heart

Words of solace power the thoughts

yearning for a taste of his dark love

beyond the darkness,a door opens

a silhouette awaits my entrance

a blurred vision of him,enfolding

smelling the essence of dark immortality

I need him to fill me with lust

I worship him as my dark lord

I love him as part of me

I simply invoke him

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