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Mistress Apocalyptica

A velvet sky cradled the earth with a shroud of poisoned rain, and again my winter mind rebirths under as the screams echoed out her name. The hourglass emptied of every grain, shattered inside my heart, my soul became a tourniquet , holding memories we had forever lost. A midnight candelabra shines against the rapture of the dawn, where a sun would rise with a ebon shine and ignite passions everfrost. Cemetery farewells still lingered on the breeze of a etched marble kiss, a statuesque soul closed it's eyes to a heaven that forever wept. Marionette shadows danced in afterglow as my world faded away. In that dance, my blood entranced , a seance laying on a memory grave. Silent cradles of my dearest dreams came to rest under the moon, filtered light through reminiscent skies lighlty sang a midnight tune. A world has crumbled under the scales of her dark withered song, and I rise again with spellcraft sin against Mistress Apocalyptica...
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