Pure American Metal

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The dark crow man sits and stares into the oblivion into cold into nothingness; it's snowing in his mind. He's created himself in his own image. Lust held for him means naught, a knock on the door brings no smile to his cruel lips; the welcome in a woman's eyes holds nothing for him. Alone on his haunches the hair raises on the back of his neck. His dead eyes pierce the night. As his gaze falls down on the city it fills him the method ascertained, conviction. He knows what to do and moves to commit the deed.

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 24, 2025

The hour of wreckoning draws near Judgment day is here and gone Sweetly she draws me into her arms A liquid embrace to chase the day way. Sedate Numb Deaf and Dumb Stumbling into solitude. A clouded judgment day is fueled. Take me under your black wings Mark my words and remember me. So sweetly she shucks away at my time So sweetly she draws me nigh Closer and closer towards never ending sleep Spin the bottle Kiss only the bottle. The dark mistress of many, beholden to none Slips a ring of needles around your arm in an engagement Eternal engagement Never consummated. Take me under your black wings Mark my words and remember me. Destroyer of senses. So take as needed for the pain Another gray morning dawns across an ashen sky. My sweet demoness beckons me Ever again and again and again and again. The dark mistress of many, beholden to none My sweet demoness beckons me Ever again and again and again and again and again. Take me under your black wings. Jacked up on the taste of self-destruction.

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 24, 2025

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