The midnight whisperings and ominous yet somewhat alluring darkwood harmonies create a symphony of diabolical ecstacy, that conjures and stimulates within my inner darkness pleasurable pain, squeezing my heart causing it to yield up its scarlet secrets.

These secrets are contained within a liquidy, crimson pool of essence which becomes slurped up and devoured by predacious, lustful dwellers of the esoteric, inner reaches.

I travel down deep into the lower worlds, exploring the gloomy caverns of obscure dreams and bizarre, hidden fantasies going further into chaos and oblivion. All the while, translucent, spectral entities hover about in the still, stagnant atmosphere, sadly murmuring the dreamsongs of forgotten pleasures.

The growls and snarling of intense longings and insatiable, unfulfilled desires echo throughout the packages of darkness, carefully stored away in the musty attics of lost yesterday.

The Goddess rests upon a cold, grey altar; her long naked figure shivering as icy winds of death hiss and scream from the dark, winding subterranean tunnels. After creeping out from the stagnant darkness, a winged demon spreads its wings and just before springing upon the seemingly innocent, sleeping dove, it turns towards me.

Its gaze now penetrates my heart allowing me to become the iniquitous creature that inflicts upon the virtuous, pure spirits; a pain not unlike the sensation of a sharp razor slicing open smooth virgin skin; or a red hot poker scorching into the membrane of a moist, sensitive eyeball.

I learn how this misery can be fed upon and how it can ignite a wicked, blazing fire that roasts the soul and burns the spirit.

The pale and statuesque Goddess awakens as the nightmare personification lunges towards her unprotected persona.

Somewhere beneath the sunny skies of paradise, on a white sand beach, the beautiful and dexterous hands of the auburn-haired Goddess reach out, capturing the orange and gold speckled butterfly while it flutters nervously; its wings sparkling like a miniature rainbow.

Tears of love, sorrow, and compassion rain down from her sensitive sea green eyes, washing over the delicate wings of the butterfly creating a violet, healing glow around its life-essence.

The tropical wind whips back her long, braided auburn hair as she holds the winged soul to the sunlight. She smiles as the delicate, colorific wings become illuminated within the hollow of her hand like a tiny prism.

Now, with a sudden determined movement, she crushes the fragile creature to her breast, smashes it between the palms of her hands, and places the quivering, blood soaked mass into her mouth, swallowing.

Somewhere beneath the sunny skies of paradise, on a white sand beach, an auburn-haired Goddess dances freely to the magical melodies of the crashing sea. Her eyes glimmer like ferns reflected in a clear pool of sparkling spring water, for within her now shines a precious new light that flutters within her soul, illuminating even the deepest caverns of her own inner darkness.