I just loved it that much...

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"There are mysteries which men can only guess at, which age by age they may solve only in part."                        Bram Stoker

Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there wondering, fearing, Doubting, dreaming dreams no mortals ever dared to dream before;                                                         Edgar Allan Poe

Hell is empty and all the devils are here.... 

"Dream as if you'll live forever, live as if you'll die today."

Character, like a photograph, develops in darkness.

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by Lord Byron
(1788-1824)

My soul is dark - Oh! quickly string
The harp I yet can brook to hear;
And let thy gentle fingers fling
Its melting murmurs o'er mine ear.
If in this heart a hope be dear,
That sound shall charm it forth again:
If in these eyes there lurk a tear,
'Twill flow, and cease to burn my brain.

But bid the strain be wild and deep,
Nor let thy notes of joy be first:
I tell thee, minstrel, I must weep,
Or else this heavy heart will burst;
For it hath been by sorrow nursed,
And ached in sleepless silence, long;
And now 'tis doomed to know the worst,
And break at once - or yield to song.

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Child of the wilderness

Born into emptiness

Learn to be lonely

Learn to find your way in darkness

Who will be there for You

Comfort and care for You

Learn to be lonely

Learn to be Your one companion

Ever dream out in the world

There are arms to hold You

You've always known

Your heart was on its own

So laugh in Your loneliness

Child of the wilderness

Learn to be lonely

Learn how to love

Life that is lived alone

Learn to be lonely

Life can be lived

Life can be loved

Alone

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Those Poems are great Johan.... I love them!

Thankyou for being a part of our dark, you bring alot to it!

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Children will always be afraid of the dark, and men with minds sensitive to hereditary impulses will always tremble at the thought of the hidden and fathomless worlds of strange life which may pulsate in the gulfs beyond the stars or press hideously upon our own globe in unholy dimensions which only the dead and the moonstruck may glimpse.

-- H.P. Lovecraft, "Supernatural Horror in Literature"

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Dantes Inferno

Text And Pictures

http://etext.library.adelaide.edu.au/d/dante/d19he/complete.html

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'Twas the night before Christmas, and all through our house
was blasting the "St. Vitus Dance" by Bauhaus;
  Torn fishnets were draped on my forearm with care,
And two cans of Aquanet applied to my hair;
  My thoughts were of graveyards, and horror and dread,
Black visions of pain and despair in my head;
  And Bianca, whose face was as pale as the moon,
Had thrown up her arm for this evening's swoon,
  When out by the gravestones there came such a clatter,
I sprang from the coffin to find out the matter.

 Away to the window I flew like a ghost,
Expecting to find a dark devilish host.
  The moon on the breast of the uncaring snow
Threw ominous shadows on objects below,
  When, before my tormented eyes did traverse,
But a gorgeous black Crane & Breed carved-panel hearse,
  With a gaunt, shrouded driver, who filled me with fear,
And eight skeletal creatures that might have been deer.
  More rapid than vultures his coursers they came,
And his deep Eldritch voice called them by name;

Now, Murphy! Now, Morgoth! Now, Torment and Woe!
On, Dreadful! On, Lovecraft! Mephisto and Poe!
  To the top of the gravestones where fog wisps its breath!
With a weight on my soul I consign you to death!"

As dead leaves that before hellish hurricanes fly,
When they flutter like giant bat' wings to the sky,
  So up to the crypt-top the coursers they leapt,
While dearest Bianca, like death, still but slept.
  And then, to my horror, I heard on the roof
The clicking and scratching of each bone-white hoof.
  As I drew in my arm, and was whirling around,
Down the ebony chimney he came without sound.

He was clad all in black, and he looked oh-so-goth,
A billowy ensemble of crushed velvet cloth;
  His boots were knee-high, quite buckled and zipped,
And the Spandex and fishnets 'round his legs were ripped.
  His eyes glowed with bluish fire, deathly and cold,
A black eye-liner'd face neither youthful nor old.
  A broad lipless mouth drawn with torment and hurt,
And his sorrowful face was as white as my shirt.

A smoldering cigarette tight in his grasp,
Its smoke curling eerily 'round his cloak clasp;
  His gaunt frame was topped with long ebon hair,
And a sharp scent of brimstone and cloves choked the air.
  His arms were outspread in the shape of a cross,
And I quailed when I saw him, feeling sorrow and loss;
  He narrowed his eyes with a twist of his head,
And I felt the full weight of his angst and dread.

He spoke not a word, but went straight to his task,
Left some Dead Can Dance CD's; before I could ask,
  A single tear fell across his aquiline nose,
And then, like an angel, up the chimney he rose;
  He sprang to his hearse, to his team he then hissed,
And away they all drifted like early dawn's mist.
  But I heard him intone, ere he vanished from sight,
"Gothic Christmas to all, and to all a good fright!"

                                       Merry Xmas

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Wow pam those are awesome and moving words....

Thankyou so much! I love them.

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Fated Life....

I sit within myself

My stone cold cage of silence

Laughter once resounded here

When there was a life.

Echoes of a lost song play

Throughout my fevered mind

While images dance like shadows

on these walls I leave behind

Play again for me this life

so I might see the fall

Was it the tears, was it the lies

That made this final call

Perhaps the choices came too late

perhaps the hopes...I think it's fate

whatever the call,,,this song is sung

I sleep in darkness, my song is done

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Like a cave. Dark. Dank. Hibernating. Filled with bits of this an that. A cozy mess. My room. My car. My vitality. My life.

When I tucked in for a brief nap several years ago, I had no idea winter would last so long. That parts of me would freeze, or freeze into stasis.

I thought I was by a warm fire waiting for the return of my beloved. I didn't know he had joined the 100 year war and would not be returning.

No wonder I couldn't get certain things done nor moving. I was frozen and asleep.

Yet certain things are unstoppable. Spring. Change. The longing for new life after death. Even so, eventually, something new will arise from life's desert.

The grapevine tendrils of Dionysion ecstasy found me in my slumber. Was it Pan or Bacchus? A delicate faun, or a lustful satyr that sent me writhing in buds of scented arousal? Or perhaps both?

Upon awakening I remembered I wanted to kill and eat life dripping with blood, wanted to kiss the falling petals of your breath with wonder, wanted to surrender like the parched dirt to the temptress rain.

This morning I took piles of stuff -papers- hangers- clothes - shoes - stuff and threw them onto my son's bed. Feels fitting some how. Beginning the transformation of my wild bower into Love's Temple (again).

Last night, the young god of Spring opened the shutters of my dreaming. This morning, on my bedroom windowsill, the pink lipped orchids have bloomed.

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M. Francesca Gentille

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An empty glass,

Empty Soul

Time ticks by so slow

Two alone...In silence sit

Each lost within their own....

Haunted spirits of days gone past

No respite....Each crys alone.

Solace sits so close at hand

reprieve from all the pain....

And yet they sit, afraid to speak

silent and alone...

     Never seeing

         Never hearing

            Never Saying

Alone and empty they both remain

Two Alone......

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Tonight I will be dancing

With an evil little vamp

An evil little vamp

Who wants me as her lover

-

She's a creature of the night

Always dressed in black

She dwells in the shadows

Avoiding to be seen

Not seen by anyone but me

-

She's faster than a wolf

She's stronger than a bull

But she would never hurt me

'Cause I'm the one she loves

-

She knows a lot of things

For she has lived a thousand years

She has seen a lot of things

That I will never see

-

We can sit around and talk

In some alley in the dark

With the spirits of the night

For hours at an end

And you would never believe

What those ghosts don't live to tell

-

We use to play around

Roam from street to street

Looking for the lucky ones

And have a little drink

-

Slit the heads of the establishment

Suck our teeth into their brains

And have the succulent juice

For we are the ones who prey

On those who think they are on top

-

Your blood is our wine

And then when we are drunk

We dance in your blood

That flows on the street

Glittering and sparkling

In the moonlight

-

And by the morning she is gone

For she's sleeping all day long

My dark vampire girl

And I'm left there in the alley

Covered in blood

Shedding a tear for being lonely

Waiting for the night to come

-

For tonight I will be dancing

With an evil little vamp

An evil little vamp

Who wants me as her lover

-

So if you hold your life dear

Be careful in the night

Never trust an evil vamp

It could cost you your life

-

And tonight I will be dancing

With an evil little vamp

An evil little vamp

Who wants me as her lover  

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Hear me, Earth

-

This is the story of Yuletide

-

There was this Nazarene boy who chose to be born in the sign of the Capricorn

As the Piscean Age rose this was the great chance

To make a new world

But now it has passed

And yes we have failed

-

Hear me, Earth

-

This year will be the first year

This year the year of life

The breaking of the chrysalis

Resurrection of the vampire asleep

-

Millions of eyes are watching us now

The doomed and the wicked are never alone

As glimmering eyes make sure

That nothing escapes the Fire Complete

-

Hear me, Earth

-

This year will be the first year

This year the year of life

The breaking of the chrysalis

Resurrection of the vampire asleep

-

See our lingering souls in the eyes of the cat as black as the night

They are shining in millions of colors

And crystals of silver are filling our hearts as we feast upon the turning of the light

-

Hear me, Earth

-

This year will be the first year

This year the year of life

The breaking of the chrysalis

Resurrection of the vampire asleep

-

In the mirror of the black raven eye

Wolves are prowling the fallen souls

Please, my love

Let's escape through the Arch of the Rose

Before the petals will fall on our grave

Ashes to ashes

Innocent blood

-

Hear me, Earth

-

This year will be the first year

This year the year of life

The breaking of the chrysalis

Resurrection of the vampire asleep

-

It is a fallen world

It is a wicked world

And Beelzebub laughs in our face

For Mammon is the deaarest friend of Azazel

-

Hear me, Earth

-

This year will be the first year

This year the year of life

The breaking of the chrysalis

Resurrection of the vampire asleep

-

Let us make the tower fall upon our heads

Let Armageddon come

To take us away

To Eden again

In the Garden of Love

Burn this old cruel world

Burn

-

For in the darkest night the brightest star will shine

In the Yuletide Purgatory

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Hear me, Earth

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