The Path to Darkness

Passion boils where darkness dwells,
And spirits rise to cast their spells...

Frightened screams and painful cries,
Memories were etched the night that they died...

Darkness tells of the cryptic tails,
Of a solemn journey of epic fails...

Shadows glow on this crimson night,
As the evil spirits devour the sight...

Where they watch you from their evil nests,
Through the darkened valley of eternal rest...

Toxic dreams that shatter the night,
Where you become victim of their evil bite...
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Surrounded by the willows that weep,
The dichotomy of good and evil they seek...

Their shape is ominous and a denial of truth,
The hallowed remorse of the sordid abuse ...

The depths of my soul dark, dreary and cold,
Where no light penetrates the mind that is closed...

And slowly the breath seems to fade away,
To decay in the memory of those she betrayed...