Dark thoughts haunt my mind, from the dark and unconquered place. Occasionally to rise from their murky depth, but omitted from my blissful face.
Deranged deep dark dungeon desires, might instantaneously incapacitate me. Unreal visuals contaminate my sight, how i wish it were true what i see...
In my abysmal depth, dark thoughts grow, feasting on pervatious desires and hate. Visions of orgies, illusions of blood, my execrable imagination create.
Unknowingly, you might approach me, testing my restraining powers. Evicting a momentory vision, that temptingly lingers for hours.
Unfortunately you might taunt me, unleashing my fury of hate. Whether its the end of your existance, is entirely left to fate.
If it is pleasure i need find. Dark thoughts haunt my mind.
