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“WORLD OF SORROW I can’t stand your face marring my scarred reflection Won’t you go back where you come from? Are you here to help me or just observation? An angel in a demon’s body You’re from a perfect world Why lower yourself To my world of sorrow? I’m from another place I can’t rise above Myself for tomorrow Go away, I’ll keep all my lacerations The blood is the only thing that’s true I just cannot stand all your accusations That’s why I’d rather be alone You’re from a perfect world Why lower yourself To my world of sorrow? I’m from another place I can’t rise above Myself for tomorrow It hurts me so To see the beauty of your face It burns me so For you are something I can never be So stay here, you think you’ll bring me salvation But all it does is poison me so I’ll stay here myself and bring you damnation For that is what I’m made to do You’re from a perfect world Why lower yourself To my world of sorrow? I’m from another place I can’t rise above Myself for tomorrow”
― Raising Hades: Early works of Hades Rising
― Raising Hades: Early works of Hades Rising
“THE CRIMSON QUEEN She comes to me at the mid-nightmare passing Temptress of winter snowfall in black leathers Within the forest where the snakes are hissing Among the moonlit trees and dying heathers Vampiric succubus from homes of the dead Honey in my ear, I recall what was said: “You will love me, your Queen of the dead Worship me, or I will take your head.” So I rest my head on her frozen bosom I’m subjugated to her loathsome Sodoms Her fingers, grasping, from the darkest reaches Those lips of suction are just like leeches Entwined arms that offer me no salvation A barbed tongue lapping at my lacerations “My crimson queen, my strength starts to wane” I cried to her, in pleasurable pain The blood-red candles have burned down to their wicks Illuminated fantasies born from the sick Manticore mistress drenched in gorgon’s blood I break wide open to release the flood My intestines burst forth, their gushing out Into the black void of Lillith’s mouth”
― Raising Hades: Early works of Hades Rising
― Raising Hades: Early works of Hades Rising
“SHALLOW GRAVES Covered in a loose blanket of dirt and rocks Not long since you found yourself broke off Abandoned and alone on the streets But to me, all I see is meat Flesh covered in fear and cheap ink Afraid, your nerves are on the brink Sweetness, I know you have what I need The papers, they all tell stories of me Shallow Graves! I am Shallow Graves! I have strangled and I have ripped Who am I? I’ll give you a tip I have feasted and I have clowned I know just how to keep your down A son of Sam, I’m in your flesh Suffering my only wish The stark weather on the highway Come to me, don’t waste the day Shallow Graves! I am Shallow Graves! I see the way you look at me Stranger in the night Your scent intoxicates me I’m here for you When we’re done you’ll know my name You will scream… Shallow Graves! It’s Shallow Graves!”
― Raising Hades: Early works of Hades Rising
― Raising Hades: Early works of Hades Rising
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