Disrobed and presented to devils,
in the throngs of bondage their bodies reached euphoric levels.
Postmortem orgies stripped them of dignity,
hunted by righteous soldiers, they were butchered dismally.
False prophets feasted and thoroughly pried,
feeding on thorned flowers as they screamed and cried.
It was a terrible scene,
human savagery illuminated by the moon's bitter gleam.
Evil had raped the desolate village,
light and love were brutally pillaged.
Defiled lambs were gathered to slaughter,
hung from the gallows, to crows they were fodder.
The surviving witches fled to the burrows of the forest,
where whispers of their shadowy sins still chorused.
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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...