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Let no man breach the gate to this most blasphemous of
Lest and chaos be the harvest they wouldst reap
He must n'er become a slave to this Child's beck and
For she never waken from her Crimson Sleep..
The monastery stood towering above the city
It shadowed all the new settlements and homes
To look on the ruins was to sympathize and pity
All the suffering and heartache, all the graves and bones
For buried there a to the evil of a queen
A misery that spread a weak and stricken land
The crimson birth that swamped the earth in and deadly dreams
And all mankind did bow beneath the of her hand

And in the monastery sat a woman with a book
A manuscript that lay within her frail and trembling
She looked around her nervously as rose in her heart
But the sway of had drawn her out too far

She wavered on the threshold of a decision
For this dark was no for human eyes to ever read
The pages dripped legions of persuasive words and visions
So the volume had been hidden well, but now it had been

For no apparent reason had the been drawn in
Perhaps it was a twist of fate, an absence of real
She wandered to a room that before she'd never
And all at once the interest of her senses had caught
For no apparent reason had the women drawn in
Where rows of dusty books lay in an ominous

But one ancient leather binding had the of human skin
And with curiosity she stole this book away

And now she sat alone in the concealment of the
She was hungry now to liberate the writings from their
The glimmer of a moon provided her with light
As she opened up the cover and began to the page
Fly, soul, the guest,
Upon impish arrant
Let none be by false confession
Truth shall be warrant
Fly soul for your must die

But for those who eternity
For those who yearn
From single act of sanity
raise you far above humanity

Oh host who doth not know
The full desire of prisoner
You walk where fear to go
Thou soon embrace the reckoner
Thy halo of glory, hope's true
May to be an evil pilgrimage

Something had happened her control
A moment of madness a soul
That would relish a freedom denied before
By a desperate with it's back to the wall
Within a split of reading this text
The spirit was free and had fled its nest
It was eager to from this sudden reprieve
And thus in the a life was conceived
From the beginning the world was
As a baby was born in a bed
The miracle happening on this Earth
Was perceived as a glorious new Virgin

From the in time that baby was born
The sun did now rise on a new Crimson
And the creature bided its time undiscovered
So in the cradling arms of the mother

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But for who seek eternity
For those who prosperity
From this single act of
Will raise you far above

Secure the world, the child remained hidden
A serpent in the Garden of Eden
And all who looked down on this born babe
Were now of the path this would take
The were blind to the subtle control
was exercised daily upon every soul
With no room to question delicate life
All would be drowned and all doubts would be stifled

But one single did stand out from the crowd
Though at first - with hardly a sound
The Mother Superior harbored
Brought to her heart by three simple

Visions:]

The first was a planet by the sea
No dry in sight, not a mountain or tree
No rock jutted out from the horizon
Or flowers to mark out the changing of

No animals in the forests or fields
All life was its fate had been sealed

By the of a violent unstoppable flood
Mankind had been drowned in an ocean of

The revelation was vivid and cruel
It depicted two swordsmen engrossed in a
The one a sword that was silver and pure
The other a that was red to the core

They as the sun rose high in the sky
Their fight would not end until one of died
No room did they have for an error to
For the of life was the trophy at stake

But one of the warriors the rules
And with cunning and guile had the other one
As he held up his hands in a gesture of
The silver allowed this retreat

Then the man with the red sword attacked from
Left the sword fighter defeated and blind
carnage ensued that no man could condone
As the bloody red blade through sinew and bone

All day did the swordsman attack without
Though the other lay dead from the assault
by the twilight and all that remained
Were the echoes of death and a fresh stain

And so the third of these unyielding visions
A picture of war and ferocious
An army of saviors as one
Aware that the end had begun

They arrived in a field, was wide and expansive
They waited in both ready and pensive
The grassland was strewn with small crimson
Their fragrance was sweet with the stench of the

And slowly but they fell into sleep
Their consciousness gone as they in defeat
And there they lie bereft of their willpower
Brought to their knees by the of a flower

The three visions, the Superior bore
A forewarning of what was in store
This infant so must not grow to be strong
The world was at risk if she waited too
So veiled by the of night she did creep
And enter where mother and child were both
And onwards she to where the crib lay
She over the baby and started to pray
She prayed for forgiveness for what she do
She prayed that the knife in her would aim true
But all of a sudden she was now
The baby daughter had her eyes

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And into those eyes, the woman
The look in her was both haunted and crazed
She was smothered and swamped in confusion and
The first to be gripped by this foul madness
This brutal psychosis not be explained
No one single was suggested or blamed
But no one could think that a was involved
And the mystery remained unresolved

So all seemed as normal for seven short
A of deception dissolved any fears
But was one lapse in the child's disguise
And that could be seen in the depths of her

The could clearly be discovered there
In the glimpse of the universe in her stare
Her hypnotic, unbearably strong
Suspicions were growing, it wouldn't be
Oh willing who doth not know
The full desire of prisoner
You walk where fear to go
Thou shalt embrace the reckoner

Now and then a question be raised
Strong misgivings to be voiced
But were judgments wiser not to say
To doubt the could prove to be a rash and deadly choice
By now the Crimson reign had too much
The monastery was under dread
But fear decreed that thoughts be crushed
For the creature had the power to crawl your head
The mother in her darkest moment
The time had come for to be taken

A journey must be made to truths
She must return and read again the she had forsaken

This presented many further views
Essential rules of power were
And thus the pages offered up one
The bore one significant Archilles Heel
Should the Crimson Queen be blinded, then she'll be
Bereft of vision, her victims will be free

Salvation in banishing this creature to the dark
Let not your hand be hesitant or death be your mark
Lest regained sight should speed her away from burning hell
A steady must seal her back within her crimson cell

And who didst release this most vindictive enemy
Must serve to be her warder there for all

One quiet night the lady traveled out the monastery
Her was one of urgency and human preservation
She traveled companions to reach the ruined city
Where lay the means to save her kind, a path to salvation
When there they searched for evidence of where the Queen slept
And came upon a gateway, which was tightly closed and
A stark inscription warned them of the of their next step
But choices were no they had already come too far

Let no man the gate to this most blasphemous of halls
Lest bitterness and chaos be the harvest they wouldst
He must become a slave to this Child's beck and call
For she must never waken from her Sleep:

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With fresh resolve the carried on towards their goal
And themselves a cell where crimson shade were scattered
A so dreadful it chilled their very souls
The cell had long been drained and all around the glass lay

A movement in the
A flash of light
The child before them
With in her eyes
The ran towards her
To try to stem the
Of purse and anger
There was left to hide
Too slow was their
They were back off their feet
Their throats were filled with
As they stared as defeat
Too was their protection
couldn't staunch the trail
Of vitriol and
out for this betrayal
So the mother's compatriots
Consumed with pain
writhing in the dirt
They were bleeding and
They'd looked into the child's
And in despair
images too hideous
For human to bear
Salvation in banishing
This to the dark
Let not hand be hesitant
Or will be your mark"
But there was still one hope
No room for fear or
The mother knew there was no
She had to end now

She crawled across the bloodstained
Her eyes averted from the steely
But she knew she'd found
A way this nightmare

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A few more seconds the path
Between success or
Mankind would face the speed
Of this deadly
Got to strike for the
Leave the monster running
Go to the line
Got to strike for unforgiving eyes

She veiled herself trivial thought
A mask of
Her failed to see beyond
The of irrelevance

For a moment were face to face
No sign of was soon to be
But still her mind to break
thoughts must not be seen
Got to strike for the
Leave the monster running
Go to cross the
Got to strike for those eyes

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Striking hard, striking in desperation
The world is filled with shades of red
Forced to stand in weak
As of blood run down the Child's head
The chamber fills screams of violent rage
Of petulance and impotent
Consumed with frenzied tidal of hate
The princess falls to in dark sedation

Her blindness stunts the growth of nascent
That within her like some poisonous flower
The blade of darkness her to the hilt
And so the flower begins to wilt
But time is short for to be taken
No chance to dwell on or mistakes
No chance for dark excuses to be
The of Salvation must be now!

Cast me to the crimson
Thou hast the power I be blind
To overthrow my reign
And throw me to the pit of
me to the crimson flames
Thou bar the doors of hell
Incant these of sacred rule
Seal me in my cell

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And thus was read the
echoed round and round
The woman in weak elation
Mesmerized inside the

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And with these chants of higher
So mortal flesh to fade
Soon and mother were no more
earthly bodies now decayed

Cast me to the flames
Thou shalt bar the of hell
Incant these words of rule
me in my crimson cell

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And still the chamber stands
A single with crimson hue
Resealed by spoken of Man
Imbued with power from spiritual
Two souls imprisoned for
Light and forever bound
Two souls that can be freed
A pathway back not be found
For trapped beyond foolish reach
And far away prying eyes

No channel now to lead or
No chance to or guide
The sacrifice she took
the hope of the human race
And thus she holds the sacred
A captive in her space

Lest and chaos be the harvest they wouldst reap
For she must never waken from Crimson Sleep

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