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GlisteningDrifting towards me without steps,I feel your presence like an eclipse of the sun, Your voices beckon me, deeper into your realm, A place where demons worship the night sky, And souls are full of woe. My fate is now in your hands, I have given myself to you. (The demonic retort) Follow us deeper into your mind, Leave your mortal life behind... We are the black soul of the night, Together as one we flee the light... |