james's blog: "I infect your soul"

Tale of a Gothic Princess Princess Dominica looked so beautiful All dressed in black With white make-up and dark purple lips She sat on the throne so full of majesty The onlookers were dazzled by her beauty And worshipped the ground she walked upon The King was not well And expected to die soon And the Queen had died long ago So the young princess would soon rule the Kingdom Everyone was impressed with her intelligence and grace She carried out her duties without question or complaint And she would always greet new visitors with a smile Once the audience was over she would return to her rooms In the privacy of her own room she would cut her wrists And let the blood pour into a bowl She would force food down her throat until she could eat no more Then she would go to the lady’s room and be violently sick Underneath all her garments she was painfully thin She felt so much pressure to be beautiful She had many suitors but none that she loved A stranger from abroad arrived one day And stole her heart But he was not a suitable match for a princess A handsome sailor of common stock She pleaded with her father to let her marry But he doggedly refused her request One night she took the blade And slit both her wrists Not a cry for attention But an attempt to take her life Living was a torment to her The expectations too high The rewards lacking in true value Her dead body was found the next morning And all the towns folk mourned her death The beautiful princess had departed this land And headed off above the clouds To find a happier resting place A traditional Gothic funeral was held To celebrate her life Many fine words were said And then her body was buried Under a thousand red roses Her Cousin Isabella was now next in line And took over the royal duties A heavy burden for a fifteen year old to deal with “So many souls are sacrificed on the road to glory”

I Infect Your Soul My darkness fades from view And enters deep into you I infect your soul Let my darkness swallow you whole You are part of my dreams I am the precursor to your screams I engulf your spirit And take you to the limit Taking you over the edge Leaving you dangling on the ledge To jump and die Go on, pretend you can fly Let me watch you fall to the ground I will watch with joy unbound Let me take away your life Let me hand you this sharpened knife End it all And beware the fall Deep down into my dark black hole I am the keeper of your poor lost soul Come join with me Embrace me Clutch me to your breast Let my dark magic do the rest We are the terrors that fly in the night There is no point in putting up a fight Let us entwine Your wretched soul is mine Let us again embrace And leave behind this damned human race Your body is nothing but an empty shell Your soul belongs with me in Hell I infect your soul Let my darkness swallow you whole