By Rosie Arcane
Betrayed by the light, it watched you fall,
so the darkness and the damned began to call.
At least here the monsters greet you as such.
Naked and animalistic, with a burning touch.
There’s no sin so no need to fret,
and as your truth boils you won’t even sweat.
An open wound from which your soul gushes out.
Unapologetic and free from doubt.
If you lift the veil you’ll see Evil’s true face.
Knock down the walls to reveal its rightful place.
If you dance with the flames, you’ll feel their kiss,
but sometimes the heat can be such bliss.