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Genesis

Maio 28, 2017

Isis Erzsébeth Báthory

 

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 So peerless was the man

At licking the Priest's opus

That Kitra foraged accross the unholy ground

In a flurry of lust to pleasure and possess him

The insipid ´Cain, the Moon's slave

For Awan was to involved in the cult of the Sun

Pierced in bloody forests as he reaped for his Goddess

And ran with the brute creation Kira had offered him

Gulping for life

Cain, roaming, gave in to Kitra's Sin

But not without her spreading her smirk around his pulsing neck

His undivine attention won

and fangs came to grips

But no seed ever passed from him

 

Some hate

Maio 27, 2017

Isis Erzsébeth Báthory

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Rather than breaking away

Maintain something hateful

I no longer remember the excruciating pain

I just blew it

I guess I need a reminder of what it feels like to be abused

I must have looked for it

It could have been anyone else's words

Giving my tears to no one

When I loved, I got (ab)used

The thoughts flow through my mind

Your touch stays on my skin 

Your hateful words stay in my head

I feel it sinking in

Here come my insecurities

I almost expected you to leave.

Were you really loving me?

 

 

Fragmented

Abril 09, 2017

Isis Erzsébeth Báthory

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Lifting my consciousness into the light in that I am lost

Lifting my eyes into the world in that I am blind

To feel for the freedom of feelings

I tried to reach for your hand

And take you away

Away from this abode

Because you didn't belong there

I don't know how I found you there

I tried speaking to your heart

I tried taking you away

I am trying to be brave

However I feel stuck in this place

My heart is cold

Hope has deserted me

Instead a throbbing is within my soul

I don't know where is home

But I kept it all inside

And through the pain I watched you run

Run away from me

 

 

 

Love

Outubro 28, 2016

Isis Erzsébeth Báthory

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 Love, my dearest love

Both you and I know

We know the sad and melancholic truth

If it were real you and I

We wouldn't have all of these insane thoughts

Now our bed seems to be on fire

It's all smoke and fume around us

It's useless to try an escape

It's too late to try saving us

I've hurt you, I've killed something inside you

And you've taken revenge on me

Oh now it's too late

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