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There is a place, where even angels fear to tread,
Behind these locked doors, in the House of the Dead.
Nothing remains here that is willing to be saved,
Behind these walls, hells minions are enslaved.

Resting eternally, in silk lined bedding, filled with dirt
Their bodies lay cold and empty, their minds on constant alert.
Embracing the darkest of shadows, this place they lay their head
Hidden away in darkness, inside the House of the Dead

As darkness now takes over, and light slowly fades to gray
They’ll listen for his calling, “Come my children and play”
They’ll rise up one by one, from the depths of the catacombs below.
Answering his hypnotic calling, out into the shadows they’ll go

Searching for a victim, someone to make there own,
The kiss of death is cold; it chills you to the bone.
Promises are made, of eternal life and youth
None of these things they promise could be further from the truth.

Mesmerized by her beauty, you can’t resist her kiss.
You feel her breath upon your neck, your body in a state of bliss.
A euphoric feeling overcomes you, as her poison rushes thru your veins
She drains the life from your body, now empty and without pain.

She’ll leave you as she found you, a lost soul amidst the night.
You’ll beg for god’s forgiveness, and to help you with this plight
Your body begins to change; it’s now much colder to the touch.
The food you use to consume, you no loner need as much

The heart that once beat in your chest, no longer makes a sound,
Blood that use to fill your veins, no longer can be found.
Daylight, a thing of the past, no longer will you walk in the light.
Darkness now, your only friend, bound by the shadows of the night

The craving for blood, now consumes your every thought.
Damned to night, forever bound to this earthly hell, alone, and distraught
Years from now, memories from your past, still echo thru your head
As you lie in your silk lined bedding, here in the House of the Dead.


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The following comments are for "" House of the Dead ""
by POISON9901

Fangs and such-
Well, this is rather dark, eh? Vampires. "I want to suck your neck, I want to drink your blood..." Sadly, kinda sexy. Maybe that's just me, and the fact that it's after 1 a.m.- guess I should check my doors(and windows-)
Intersting read. Noticed a few typos that kind of distracted me, but with the subject matter, not sure I
line 4 "hells": s/b hell's
line 24- used instead of use, also typo- longer, not loner
line 26, used again, instead of 'use'-
No big deal with these, but just thought you might like to know-

Now I'm going to bed, but I have a wooden stake under my pillow...
-Fun and good flow to this!

( Posted by: emaks [Member] On: September 16, 2007 )

As always, thank you for the read and the comment.
As long as your not sleeping with garlic under your pillow,,,,,lol,,,Take care

( Posted by: POISON9901 [Member] On: September 16, 2007 )

Poison's Rob Zombiesque ' House Of The Dead...
I love interesting gothic stuff like this, because a lot of gothic poetry, as in neo-gothic "goth" kind is not very good...but this kept me interested and didn't come across as overdone.


( Posted by: TheRealKarmaTseringLhamo [Member] On: September 16, 2007 )

Thank you for the comment,,I was trying not to be cleche with this one. I was going to emphise
on the transformation part , from the living to the dead, but never have been bitten by a vampire I could only speculate. You dont know of any do you??
Thanks for the comment

( Posted by: POISON9901 [Member] On: September 16, 2007 )

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