PART 1
“Tis’ well”, she mocks with words of bitter scorn
“For avenged I shall rightfully be…
Oh ye’ shall wail in woes of endless tears
And the taste- will be so sweet”, said she
“No my angst shall not be in vain
For one day… I’ll feed upon your pain”
Now when he ****** her ruby heart…
Her wounded soul no longer bleeds
She waits like a spider to give her bite so fatal
He bids her message to his waiting lair
Her deadly web she cunningly weaves like a cradle
The night was bleak, storm clouds black
Strange images filled the cold, misty air
Lightning flashed or’e ground and sky
Echoing howls of raged despair
As she approaches his open gate
Her angry, bitter gloom extends thicker, deeper
He has no idea of his dreadful fate
Knows not he, of the danger lurking there
When she entered his darkened room
The hearth inviting in his snare…
A sulphurous fire was hotly burning
Ere’ he know not of his waiting fare
Her shadowy figure encircled his laying form
As utter terror rose in his gaze
But the fire in his lady’s eyes
Was hotter than the hearth’s warm blaze
Suddenly- all was silent in his room
His body lay cold - and oh so very dead
His fleeting soul left with a morbid gloom
The blood slowly creeped from out his eyes
Her lover…now erased
Then she coldly lay his straight razor at his side
She’d be the last memory on his face
“Tis’ well” she slyly mocked…
“I warned…
for avenged I shall be”, said she
Then into the night she walked
II
Rachel whispered her words…
“If it was your twisted intention
To give inspiration thru’ deception
My darling it worked its spell
Go forth now…and weep thy doom
You'll never put another women thru' your hell"
III
She pens now from the blackest corner of her soul
Captured…
Inside her dungeon walls
Where darkness falls like brimstone
With no regrets to whom it may burn
Hot and heavy with torment and woe
IV
If... or when she finds her place
In your Cimmerian sky
Wrath shall rain down upon you if you lie…
Scorching you ten fold and over
Then like her beloved…
You may just die
V
RACHEL RISING..
Rachel awoke...
Sweat dripping of her brow
Her brain on fire
As she lay dreaming in her bed
Cradled by her vindictive nightmares
Oh how corrupt were they
For a lover she soon planned to slay
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