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    Under the darkened, Ancient oak
    Gentle in the nights breeze
    I stop and stare, rest a while
    With hands upon my knees
    Through jades leaves, bush and scrub
    I spy my journeys end
    Black it looms, silent gloom
    The castle called Avend
    On I trot, past forest eyes
    Past horrors of the night
    Through the dark, I see a sign
    A gently glowing light

    Upon reaching the castle I ascend the ivy
    Towards the golden window
    My heart pounds and my breath is rushed
    As I fight both brick and branch
    The ledge is mine and over I sweep
    Silent like the falling snow
    Quiet, I slip across the polished floow
    Tonight, I will dine with chance

    The Blue Lotus, a legend, I thought a myth
    Old poems and stories gone
    A beauty of unimaginable lust
    Both men's hearts, and Gods, were won
    Skin like milk, an angels face
    They say her smile could kill
    Her hair the blackest of all black
    Stories I thought though, still

    So there she lay, sleeping upon the bed
    Half covered by fantastic silks
    Her breast I see, moves with her dreams
    A sight I will always recall
    A single candle that showed me the way
    Through forest, river and hills
    Glows upon that lovely skin
    Shadows dancing around the walls

    Closer I creep, toward my prize
    The Blue Lotus lies before me
    Her lips are full, red as blood
    Moist as they invite me
    Stoop I did to kiss those lips
    In that glowing room
    When suddenly, she did awake,
    Her eyes filled with doom
    From silks, her hands wer round my neck
    Escape there was no hope
    A brief flash of teeth is all that I saw
    And gone was my throat
    Her bloodlust deep, she swallowed me
    Red was all I saw
    She drank her fill and watched me fall
    Gently to the floor

    A league away my death is found
    By locals who tend this land
    Who lay me down in shallow earth
    A single Lotus placed in my hand.

    And My Fury Stands Ready
    Come from where hide.
    (So I may) unchain my tempest.
    None will stop my tide.
    (And you will) tremble at my unrest.

    Find you I will.
    (And take you) up into your Heaven.
    Commeth soon the kill.
    (For I have taken) kings and feeble men.

    And my fury stands ready.
    I bring all your plans to nought.
    My bleak heart beats steady.
    `Tis you whom I have sought.
    Feasting myself sick,
    on your pathetic sins.
    Wounds for me to lick.
    The work of slaughter begins.

    In my face see your killer.
    You can wish me away.
    In your face I still see her.
    No more shall you betray.
    In her face (she) saw her killer.
    Thou shalt not pray.

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