Rouge Begins

Haven't written much of late. Made myself write this one. It is the prequel to my song/lyrics "The Curse From Madame Rouge". It also loosely ties in with my piece "To Wage A War".

Rouge Begins

　

Within the shelled remains,

Hanging by a slender thread ,

Wept a bleeding woman

Sherman's men left for dead.

The Yankees' siege of Good Hope

Had turned her town to rubble

Causing curses to flow

Which called forth a devil.

 

It stared at her beaten form

And smirked a demonic grin,

"You woke me for vengeance

So you'll sleep not again.

Death will be your calling card

Though you will not find its peace.

A gift bestowed most vile

I give with this embrace."

 

It grasped her by her dark locks

And whisked her into Its arms

With teeth bared It bit down.

Her neck given to harm.

The chill of the grave It gave

Without the darkness of dirt.

Such a burning hunger.

Eternally she'd thirst.

 

Chorus:

Hunting for hunger's sake,

Such a sanguine simplicity.

An animal's predictability.

Precious life she must take.

A choice chosen desperately

Gave no quarter in immortality!

 

Its cursed gift filled her deeply

As she dove into darkness.

It savored her sin and

Spoke with devilishness.

"Yes, I give that which you crave,

The despair of dark desire

Though it will make you mad

With its vindictive fire!"

 

Thus, her broken body heaved.

Convulsing without reprieve.

Her mortal soul taken,

A token for which she'd grieve

As years turned to memories

And time would show no mercy

Like the victims hunted

Whom she gave no pity.

 

After her descendency

It howled with insidious mirth,

"I set your vengeance loose,

But will you find its worth?"

That last question lingered on

Perplexing the succubus.

A woman, human no more,

Left to hunt among us.

 

Chorus:

Repeat

 

Sherman's men ran fearfully for the sea

Burning all behind along their trail

In hopes that the demon now in pursuit

Would some how find its way back to hell.

 

Chorus:

Repeat

　

Legion

13July11

Author's Note

Haven't really checked for spelling on this. Let me know if you find any.

Reviews

this is quite intense, I really enjoyed it. A very different metaphorical take on war, but one which now I consider it actually makes quite a lot of sense. I also learned a new word from you- until now I wasn't familiar with "sanguine" but I think I may use it at some point in the future- so thanks! good work yet again :)

[BLBrown]

Interesting how you tied the civil war to vampirism. That's not a move I would think to make. Rhyme seems natural too. There's a good flow to it. And it is very descriptive...wouldn't want to be her! Good job.

[r. f. jordan]

this is a riveting piece, abound in history as much as it is in passion. if it were me i would ake a second look at the "dived" of stanza 5 line 2, i state this only because you asked, though i could be wrong. this work carries blown apart intensity as does the subject matter it speaks to. those that invite war are often the same ones able to find refuge from it's wrath. thank you for this work.

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

Quite wickedly intense... I could see a metal band like Iced Earth singing these lyrics. I saw no misspells.