Spreading from nocturnal rituals,
making taboo obscurities habitual.
Black flames devour everything in their path,
reducing all they touch into a smoldering pile of ruin.
Invoking sinister wrath,
a burning hatred projected from within.
Unleashing pandemonium to bequeath and expose,
enforcing punishment on the rightfully imposed.
Black flames ascend to smother the sunrise,
we buck under fire and dissolve into ash.
At last all innocence dies,
those that remain shall pillage and thrash.
All who reject sin will burn,
the bleak rulers of old with make their return.
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Nocturnal Lullabies (#Wattys2018 Winner)Poetry
Even within the deepest and most hideous depths of darkness, we may find a glimmer of beauty. Gothic, gloomy and macabre poetry. Featuring works inspired by phantoms, occultism, vampires, cursed maidens, tragic monsters and other haunting themes sur...