Rites of the Damned

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Among vivid blue, deep green, white and pure violet, There was a black room, fully adorned with the darkest velvet. Through its bloody red windows where no candelabrum light could shine, Shadows turned to dread shapes when the ebony clock began to chime. Within his walls, he gave his guests splendors, Dances and laughts, feast and wonders, revelry galore. While outside plague and pestilence terrified, While lives extinguished for the reaper satisfied. Hear this dim death knell See this corpse shrouded in crimson, and his skull so pale ! Hear this dim death knell Where the putrid black disease won, here’s the Masque of the Red Death ! Dabbled in blood, his bony hands besprinkled with the scarlet horror, The spectral image slided like a ghost, releasing the Prince furore. A dagger as only weapon, the duke fell appart and his heart broke Cursing the deadly specter, whispering at the last beat of the ebony clock. And summoning the wild courage of despair, Revellers found the shroud empty in a very last dare. The Red Death came like a thief in the night, Scattered bodies in blood dew, in a color so bright ! Hear this dim death knell See this corpse shrouded in crimson, and his skull so pale ! Hear this dim death knell Where the putrid black disease won, here’s the Masque of the Red Death !

Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 26, 2025

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Enshrouded in the night, we chant our vile desires, Our offerings profane, fuel our malicious fires. In the midnight's freezing silence, our sinister covenant blooms, Blood moon, our cursed ally, in your shadowed depths we consume. Upon the altar's stone, symbols etched in crimson hue, We inscribe the incantations, as the chilling winds accrue, The flames dance with malevolence, the earth itself shall quake, As the ritual's crescendo, in wicked rapture, we partake. Omen of darkness, your evilness we embrace, We will invoke your cursed grace. We’ll raise the dead, we’ll beckon the demons, Deprived of our souls in a blood moon invocation. The night surrounds us, as the moon's power ascends, In this malefic summoning, our hearts rend. In ancient tongues we chant words of arcane eerie, As candles cast their shadows, in lugubrious acrimony. Blood moon, guide our path, with your crimson gleam, In the pages of forbidden lore, we will find the devil's scheme. The sigils writ in blood, our covenant with the abyss, As malefic spirits gather, to partake in our dark kiss. Omen of darkness, your evilness we embrace, We will invoke your cursed grace. We’ll raise the dead, we’ll beckon the demons, Deprived of our souls in a blood moon invocation. Omen of darkness, your evilness we embrace, We will invoke your cursed grace. We’ll raise the dead, we’ll beckon the demons, Deprived of our souls in a blood moon invocation.

Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 26, 2025

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