Hell's Beckoning

by Alma_Oscura   Jan 16, 2006


Give yourself to me.
Take my breath for thee.
Be all that you can be,
Just give yourself to me.
I can smell you near
Closer and closer you come
As eyesight surely comes clear...
Not clouded by whom you are from.
Wisps of grace I give to you
And make your strength anew.
Wisdom and power will soon brew
Within your mind and sinew.
What more will you want?
I can grant your every need...
Live without me? You can't.
Upon each other we shall feed.
Breath of Life or of Death
For whomever dare cross your path;
Who would dare to impose your wrath.
For these, only carnage will follow...
Only sorrow in their future.
In their dreary lives they'll wallow
Their own pride and greed they'll swallow.
Give yourself to me
Take my breath for thee.
Be all that you can be,
Your only hope is me.

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