Dreams and Night Terror

What haave you seen about the loss of family, what seeds of hell do you wish to know? This is your choice the hell that you have chosen. Welcome to the show. Flames that dance through singing masks and devils smiles from the father you've never seen. The sucubi that you've never met, the love that you wish to feel. Run like wolves through winter snow. Blood on Blood to color ice with scarlet stain. Ravenous with passion interwinded. Tooth. Claw. Nails. Lust. Love. Fur and Tail. Shattered Glass from window pains, lying on the floor. The Carpet so soft familiar feels, wind ripping through the bankets of sheets like unrested spirits of nine levels of hell. I reached out for an Angel, they tell me Heaven has been denied. swept with out a sign of hope into bedroom no longer mine and sinking down into the brimstone and the lime. In the disco depths wear the Devil does abide, on roller blades and poet shirt we dance his fangs so close upon my throat send tingles up my spine. I call his name Azazzel loud and he shreiks into the night silence all around silence in this place my lover hangs from a web through the stairwell we escape. out of this house into the snow the cold chills into the bones. I tell her now this is dream we must wake wake before we burn Inside that house she won't return. This is real enough for her.