Treading the shadows, where the little beasts play <br />Events sealed when, herewith, ending of the day <br />Here is my place of wonder, darkness consulates <br />Don’t look here for Christianity, as hope hibernates <br /> <br />Lay beneath a tree, as snakes coil around my fingers <br />Smelling the dew and humid moisture, that lingers <br />Magical and eventful, here and now is the new time <br />I can make the world stop here, my timeless crime <br /> <br />My power founded, in every branch, of every tree <br />Come hither to my palace, set your passions free <br />Cunning and yet ruthless, in a niche of this plain <br />As the Devil did decree, granting pleasure or pain <br /> <br />Spellbound and cast, in a place of perpetual night <br />Your calling is bound, to your fate under this plight <br />Come to me and be beautiful, in the darkest presence <br />I can make this your hell, paradise, or gothic essence <br /> <br />Spinning around, as you thought something was there <br />The monsters that guard a close eye, on an angelic fair <br />Under my every command, their sworn to live and die <br />I can conjure a maiden’s rose, under this bleakest sky <br /> <br />A language of the ancient world, speaks on the wind <br />Fore telling that your inquisitive soul, hath as sinned <br />Wandered in white gown, into my majestic domain <br />But with eyes, once set upon you, I grant you no pain <br /> <br />Come sit with me, and drink the finest blood, red wine <br />As trees leer and witness our love, old oak and pine <br />Branches trapping nighttimes shroud, undiscovered <br />Be my queen so sinful, pleasuring thus is recovered <br /> <br />We lay together in this unholy, matrimonial forging <br />Bare a son, to be the heir to this thrown of yearning <br />In legend and in myth, they shall speak of this place <br />Mortals that doth fear the day, returning of evil grace<br /><br />Vision Ghost<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/demon-forest/
