Satanic Serenades

Satan's Hollow sings...

The scent of moist black earth and jasmine

Sounds of crickets and thunder are as music to My ears

Sensation of rain upon the skin

The sight of the full moon drifting in

And out of rolling cumulus clouds flashing

Skeletal trees reach to the sky...

An elemental symphony of blissful meditation.

Candles flicker in the gloom

The Presence dwells palpable thereof

And in the black room...

Overcast visions yield ravenous black birds taken to flight

The spechtre of Samhein looms across the land

As the shadows return to possess the night.

View dblackthorne's Full Portfolio