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BISHOP OF HEXEN

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Wading Through Sensuous Journeys

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Deep, in the midst of a frozen forestWinds enhance the nights exquisite colourOn a wooden throne of thousands of carved nightmaresSits an obscure grim figure, yet with a salient paleness"Was your task fruitful", a dry voice inquires,"Have you created what was agreed upon"?"Yes we have, oh dark master, to the unholy( )
Heritage he is, now, drawn"."Leave me at once-begone-fetch him,For a new era shall be born"Come walk towards our alluring trinity-Free your bewildered senses & memoriesEntangle with our bodies, grasp our quivering breasts-Taste & indulge on our salty, wet flesh.Our liquid of desire turns your dry lips moist-Melt in our seduction, forget your painful lossMerge with our beings, as you're wrapped in treacheryOur beguiling quilt of wrath wiles your fragile will to liveTake a step into our hellish blaze-Let this bewitching serum-poison your veinsNow, follow our malice to your new destinationPurge yourself to this renewal of creation"This weather of tantalized intentions-Will fertile our malicious plots & schemesHark, witches of emotional-decay,Harbor our chosen one-in my domain"Dead frozen boughs-break in painAs these four strange-images walk through the forest plainsThrough the trees, and through the sinuous pathsStrolls this company-the odour of evil left behindSensuality pours like a fresh mountain-springEvil's voluptuousness fills the forest's hollow seedsObserve the powerful magic which thrives between the leavesKneel and may you turn to be the new symbol of our breed"You are the chosen one from all mankind-To be my messanger, to be my right-handYou shall be my mouth to speak-Which I haven't dared for thousands of years"I am but a poor lonely shadeRaped, deprived, stripped of everything I've-ever made

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