Shadow Realm

I traverse the whispered roads of the shadow realm,
Hesitating, slowly advancing
Dark things are summoned here
Blood and pain burble in the brook
The blood of life flows softly
the silken texture beckoning
Hark, do not brave those waters,
for down that path is the realm of no return
The deep, twisted realm of the darkest imagination
The plaything of our Sadistic Overlord
Drinking of life, eating of life, feasting on death
Chaos and confusion rule that realm, weary traveler
Set your foot on a different path, come where I beckon
The shadows lessen here, this way
Perchance one might even find a hint of the sun
Hidden away from sight in the shadow realm.
Watch your step, weary traveler
The dark overlord will try to lure, tempt
you to His realm.
Feel your pulse quicken as
His touch softly skims your flesh.
The seduction begins
Gentle touches, a simple twinge of excitment brings
lust to the fore.
Lust is his realm, weary traveler.
Lust and utter, utter depravity
He will tempt you, weary traveler
the caress, the sigh, the quick fleeting glance,
For if you dance with Him, weary traveler
you dance with the Devil.
He knows your mind, your thoughts
Your deepest, darkest secrets
He knows your soul, weary traveler
and He finds it lacking.
Are you the one, weary traveler?
The one, spoken of only in whispers
The one from the prophecy.
The great queens of yester foretold
The one would come.
Deliver us from the darkness and into the sun
Banishing our Overlord.
They gave us no dates, no symbols
Just the hope that one day, we would be delivered
Are you the One, weary traveler?
Come to save us all from eternal hell?
Quick, He comes
Choose, weary traveler
Light or Dark
Redemption or Suffering
He will test you, weary traveler
Beyond the limits of your wildest dreams
He will bring you pleasure of the darkest sort
Take you to the depths of depravity, and beyond
Should you falter, even for a moment
All will be lost.
I will stand with you, weary traveler
Though such will seal my doom.
Quickly now, prepare
For He is upon us.