But your dead will live;
Their bodies will rise
You who dwell in the dust
Wake up and Shout for joy.
Your dew is like the dew of the morning.
The Earth will give birth to her dead.
-Isaiah 26:19
" ... then he raised his eye to look upon the gypsy girl whose body he could see, suspended on the gibbet, quivering in the distance under it's white robe in the last struggles of death. He then looked down at the archdeacon, sprawled out at the bottom of the tower and no longer having a human form, and, with a sob that shook his chest, he cried, "All that I have ever loved..."
- the Hunchback from The Hunchback of Notre Dame by Victor Hugo
"I've come to answer your prayers. Life has no meaning anymore does it? The wine has not taste, the food sickens you and there seems no reason for any of it, does there? But what if I could give it back to you? Pluck out the pain and give you another life. One you could never imagine and, it would be for all time and sickness and death could never touch you again."
-Lestat from Interview with a Vampire , the film version
"I like only those people who are useful to me, and only so long as they are useful." -Napolean Bonaparte
Red Blood falling on black petals,
Like the ore of precious metals,
It falls like grains of sand,
Slipping, Slipping through his hand.
Life is slowly fading away,
He will not see the breaking day,
What is it he leaves behind,
What is in the front of his mind?
The soul is broken,
There is no hoping,
All sense of life has gone astray,
He can not hold his foes at bay.
He does not see the devil lurking in the shade,
It was to kill that it was made,
It feeds on his weakness and grows bold,
Grows fiery how as he grows cold.
Death is swift for the unknowing in the demon's eyes,
But his soul is broken and he know he will die,
He sees his foe but does not sway,
He does not see the breaking day.
- COPYRIGHTED by Tyler Henry and Dark Valkyrie666
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