A dedication to a certain Lord I know... |
A poem dedicated to Lord Suffer, from "SOS: Saga Of Suffering" by Suffer When the night walks In the shape of our sins Strung together in their dark ways You move among us A master of all shadows Created by an absence of light A smile of pure darkness Yet shadowless your beauty Perhaps what frightens me the most Is knowing that the pulse in your veins Is not yours As you stalk up to me Swallowed by my fear Yet taken by a curiousity To look into those eyes... See them catch fire As they burn into mine Frozen ‘til blind by their Icy flame In your darkness I drown Reaching forward for those arms Hold me, crush me As you lower your gaze… Where the skin is so smooth It begs to be broken Crying out for your touch As I scream for my hatred Why can’t I watch you? When I know those burning eyes move Dripping their fire down my skin Why can’t I watch you burn my own fear into me? For when I look... Sunk down to the hilt A silver kiss Your moonlight shines into my vein And as my pulse entwines with yours I quickly turn And slowly change To close my eyes to the day Yes, my Dominon |