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So vile men's torment was truly a pleasure

A plan that would change mankind for ever more

Catherine Blake slept finally in the summer night. In the heat

She murmured gently, and moved smoothly, this way and that

Oh, the beauty

Her luscious eyes, delicate fingers, clawed at her sodden bed

Catherine smiled, took a fabulous breath of summer air

And tasted death

Die Erorians' visit had been successful, rewarding

With nights of female screams of whimpers, lustful dreams

Night followed rampant night of delicate soft gasps

The ultimate attack on all Heaven and its glories

Seduce them as they slept, oblivious to their midnight tryst

The seed of doom was planted

Phantom raped in their dreams

The sad ones take their own lives

Slay their men night after night

Catherine Blake dreamt of a horror

Of passion too and of terror

Over silent breast, shadows swept

Shades caressed

Motherhood was destroyed by the seed and laid to waste

A great rift was born. Men and the world were torn

The daggers went in deep, vile and sickening

Women swept away all infancy from their wombs

And still the Lord God remained silent

No utterance, no movement, no tears

The earth became red

The cutting machines of man

Disgust and hatred for the lives of woman

The butchery, the savagery, did spill unto themselves

A chorus of agony from Heaven and rain poured

In a colossus of angels' tears

The creature of all sins

The lord of the bleakest abode did wonder at the silence

What did the Almighty know?

All Hell did fill with the screaming souls of dead men

The mighty army of God did stand and wait

Hoping our lord would unleash them all

The great fiery pit. Hordes ripped apart

Chaos ensued, screaming from the dark

Observing his darkened child, in the miserable corners of earth

The great heart of God will heal up the earth

The Lord watched as he beloved slipped silently

Back into the darkness below