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Far far away Down in the woods Live a family A family of hoods They like to Kill They get sucha trill Blood that runs deep Lips stained red Skin stays white Fairest, My ass Dark and...
I scratch at his arms, digging long gnarled nails deep into his soft flesh piercing open blood veins for the water to sting.
The tricksters gathered in an unruly mob, To discuss tonights fearsome job, A Fairy gone to dark feared for her life, As The Hood fingered her knife, The boy shouted his old "wolf!" joke, And still...
Hidden in the dangerous depths Of the deep dark haunted wood Lurks a girl, all dressed in red Whom they call the Hood. Who knows what deadly secrets Are hidden in her woven basket.
Attention. We know, folks, This is getting out of hand, But there are more ASBO's To hand out in Forestland.
A stone alter with scarlet blood flowing down the stones. A small girl with long black hair in an old Victorian night dress standing with a sacrificial dagger in her hand.
She feels like no one loves her, She's a shadow, overcast, All their withering gazes, She's just a figure of the past.
When I arrive in class this morning, there is someone new. She stares into my eyes, her gaze following my every movement. I try not to meet her intent, sea- blue eyes, but struggle.
You're not the only one To bar your teeth at my flesh. One has already bitten me, A sly old crook called Death.
Take a bite, sweetheart Of this beautiful apple I hold Quickly quickly, my hands do shake I'm afraid I'm getting old But you, my dear, you gleam With the radiance of youth.
'Heavens Vow' - The dark swords name; Enchanted with God-Killing plague. Forged in the darkest Blacksmiths fire And tempered by a twisted old Mage.
Chapter 1 Horrible Fate In my dark homeland, sound caries easily. So as i stood at the steps to the portal, i heard the beatiful lament of my people.
The Horx had been talked about for seconds. Minutes. Hours. Days. Weeks. Months. Years. Centuries. The people living in the town of Cole spoke of nothing else. It was so valued and respected.
Just me. That's what you say. Just you. Just pretty lovely you. Sleep tight, And dream of times lost. Times of happiness. Dream of the love, the love that still lives. True love takes more to kill.
The battle is over, Our peace has come. I stand tall and admire my great kingdom. Now is the time to grant them freedom. I will release all from her prison. The queen is crying, in loss of control.
(Not exactly serious neither) The battlefield is red and hell, A mess of broken lives and limbs Dismembered demons growl their hymns But aching, tired we live to tell.
Battle lines drawn in the mud Rivers flowing red with blood Bravest souls upon each side Have crashed and burned, fought and died Then upon Opussia's shore The warrior priest arrived once...
The dark cloud, runs over across the land. Demons fighting for the light to ban. My priestess, my queen beside me, I call upon the ancient power of magic.
Silly dark temptress, I have won. Do you know why. I am the sun. Sonar eclipse you may be. Try to stand infront of me. I'll just burn right through you. Your evil is no match for a love so True.
Reply to dark to dark. Nyx... Empress of the darkness. Queen of night. My knight in shining armour went to fight. Stabilsh surrendered yes he fell. Hes been enchanted by your evil spell.
And then I went down into her lair For a 2nd time and without care For the dream had now become real This wonderland in me will heal No need to rise for me my dear Beside you I shall sit, yes right...
I knew your were coming I already saw, but what you fail to know is just how much you will adore, Me, you stand and tremble as to each I resemble, There hearts deepest desire, which I will enjoy...
Part 3 He thought that his question would be kryptonite Vanquish this beast back into the night But how wrong he was, it just gave her more fire Filled her with hatred, demonic desire Her eyes...
Part I They gathered their trappings, these five men at arms. They donned their armour, engraved with charms. Their cause was worthy, and so they went, to slay a woman, from Hell she was sent.