lunarmysteries

In Service To Morgana: There are those who would fear a demon's blessing As they wither beneath its corruptive touch Yet I am someone who embraces these things Because the darkness has taught me much... I have learned of the beauty of dying roses Turned to dust by a single breath I have learned of the fear that a man will face When he is first confronted by death His contorted features and the screams of his agony Will peak when he is placed into Morgana's grace I have learned that even heroes will soil themselves When they are forced to worship her smiling face But she is not ugly, nay she is beautiful She appears like an angel