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Tarja Maelstrom's blog: "Poem?"

created on 06/15/2007  |  http://fubar.com/poem/b91882
I'm tearing away Pieces are falling I can't seem to make them stay You run away Faster and faster you can't seem to get away Break Hope there's a reason For questions unanswered I just don't see everything Yes I'm inside you Tell me how does it feel to feel like this Just like I do I don't care about anyone else but me I don't care about anyone Do I really want this Sometimes I scare myself I just can't let it go Can you believe it Everything happens for reasons I just don't know I don't care about anyone else but me I don't care about anyone I don't care about anyone else but me I don't care about anyone or anything but me God damn I love me I don't care about anyone else but me I don't care about anyone I don't care about anyone else but me I don't care about anyone or anything I don't care about anyone else but me I don't care about anyone

A Countess for Dracula

You believe yourself to be innocent. Yet I say you are just naïve. You say you wish to know me. You believe you can love me? But for this very reason you shall fail. Less I decree otherwise You cannot disallows you to see the things I have witnessed with my Own two eyes . To feel what I have felt or shall continue to feel. Your innocence does not allow you to sample the pleasures of the divine Flesh, your feeble mortality will now allow it. The powers I command allow me to bestow pain that is beyond the realm of This pitiful mortal world. But bestow it upon you I shall. For it is you that I have chosen to be my countess. My partner in darkness. So as you cry with the agony of being reborn. I shall sample your tears of your pain that will fall from your eyes. Taste the sting of their sweet suffering upon my tongue. The pain I shall bestow upon you shall be beyond all mortal recognition. Measurable only to the euphoria that you feel from experience of being reborn to the darkness. You shall howl with animalistic desire. From a time long since forgotten. A forbidden pleasure that man has long since lost in the mists of time. Neither does he have any longer the ability to endure. Yet endure it you will. For peace you shall not feel unless I allow it. Now your rebirth is over. We are one and the same. Vampyre. Now you crave me. You hope that I shall not perish. For you know that they come for me. Those that wish to save this worthless world. However cry not for me my countess. For I am Dracula! I am eternal! My eyes have seen the events of time yet to happen. After they have crushed and burnt my body. When they turn their foul intentions towards you. Remember this. They cannot destroy our souls. They cannot destroy out satanic bond From the ashes I shall rise. Rising from the flames of my wholly exaggerated demise. I shall destroy all.all who dared to even dare utter the name of countess Dracula. I shall crush them underfoot like the insects they are Then we shall usher in a new age of darkness. Cloaking the land in a black curtain. Together we shall watch their towns and cities crumble and fall. None shall escape our wrath. We shall travel through the astral planes together. As Master and Mistress of the blackest of forbidden arts. We shall hunt down like animals, those who sought to cause us harm. Believing themselves to be safe. Believing us both dead. As they lay their heads upon their pillows. With their foolish dreams of peace and safety. Know this my countess. They will never live to know how wrong they were. For no realm shall be locked from us Though they will not see us, we shall be there. Watching them from afar. Watching and waiting until the moment to strike is right. As they travel their world of fantasy and dreams. Fear not my Dark Lady. Those that did seek to cause you harm will not go unpunished. Your tool of death. Your weapon of doom. I shall be your instrument of destruction. I shall be your fury and vengeance. Their demise shall not be swift. It will be without mercy. Those who hear of our deeds shall always remember. Remember and fear the name of Dracula. By many shapes and forms we shall known. For them we shall be known as only one. To them, in their dreams, we shall be known as NIGHTMARE!

The Curse

In a land of bleakness, waiting with the raven, stag and wolf dreams of crosses and of dragons threaten alway to engulf the mind, the distaff and the pagan counterweave Blood spills into wine and into puddles undermining what you would believe Drinking wine for blood or blood for wine philosophies cross a crooked line The sun god rends the heart and laps the blood: for Christ's sake, it becomes spiritual food emblazoned now across a holy rood. But in the darkened alleys, late at night disturbing faiths interpolate the plight of others Veins swollen and throats bare they stroke the dragon Thirsting for a sip of life's arteriel wine Intoxicated by warmth and life and proximity We fall into another world's sublimity We cross the line to drink of mortal wine The stag observes the raven flies above the ravenous wolf kills whom she loves The wine upon our lips begins to clot in trying to become what we are not
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