The Call of the Undead

1

A fire-breathing ghost quietly appeared in the grave,

His body has long been buried in the ground in despair,

There is no emotion, above the damp and dark breath,

Long covered with rotting leaves, crawling with maggots

There was no sense, only the withered body. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

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The ghosts began to rise, draped in unkempt hair,

Staring at the red eyes of despair, there was no wind at this moment.

2

The dizzying moon, slowly climbing up the hillside,

Showing a pale face, blinking blue eyelids,

Gloomily towards the Hirakawa at the foot of the mountain, I peeked secretly.

In the cracks of the rocks, a tree grows,

Bursting out at an astonishing speed, as if naked

Men and women, naked breaking through the rocks,

The hair was scattered like a tree branch spreading in the air.

3

Bones collide with each other, and darkness surrounds them

Shattering the gliding dream, fluid flowing in the veins,

The pain feels like an indifferent crow hovering in,

Between the sky, stay in the starry sky that transmits sounds.

It is not the dawn that shines in the night, but bursts out,

Dazzling light, soul embedded in the pupils.

4

On the lonely plain, lay all the souls,

Dip in blood to write death, fate is a well,

In the desolation of no news, flying naked.

The mad heart melts into the bloody twilight, the beast

Stretching out his claws to split his head, he roared at the sky,

Lightning burns rocks, the undead sing wildly,

The blue sunken light, obsessed with the land of Lethe.

5

The altar has been built, and the night is sprinkled with stars

Shine into the plains, the rivers and the misty mountain tops,

The mysterious call is faint in the night.

The spirits of the dead of all sins, awakened from the grave of life,

Both hands lifted the ice of memory and fluttered on the ground

Out of the claustrophobic cell of the lover, indifferent steps

Spread endless darkness to the earth, vaguely

There was an unavoidable, blinding light.

6

The alliance of hatred and darkness is unbreakable,

The soul begins to ascend in the direction of heaven,

Loaded with the ghost ship of death, docked by the dockside,

The ritual of summoning spirits on the grave is taking place.

A horse with a slope foot on its back carries a naked woman,

Sacrificed before the altar, every inch of her skin,

It is like a lotus flower blooming, and the hair is piercing through the darkness

Draped over a sexy back, it shines instantly.

7

An angel grows out of the rose, inciting its wings

Dancing a circular dance on the tomb, inside the palace

A bloodthirsty feast is taking place, and the firelight is around

In the amber glass, resurrection, ghost!

Listen, granite as hard as bones,

Suddenly a bright red heart bursts, and it beats

Every second is quivering, like a gloomy poet

The body of the woman was burned, and her face was pale with despair.

8

Life is a fire-breathing sun with meteors falling

It lay dead in a cold coffin, time

The gap could not heal the wound, it was scattered in the air

The smell of blood, the soul fell into cruelty and despair.

The shadow of betrayal is like two doors, imprisoning the sun,

Looking at it coldly, it turns into a hard husk, only

With the help of an axe, it can be split, and the blood slowly oozes out.

9

The whimper of the night is bright and white, and it bares its tongue,

Eat the miserable white head, from the dark eyes,

Grow a flower, it caresses it with cold hands,

Wanting to heal the wounds on the bones, the flowers wither,

It's unbelievable when it's in bloom.

Souls and bodies die strangely, and weeds grow

Miraculously resurrected, without careful contemplation, death

It turned out to be the same sorrow as the birth.

10

The soul is floating and shining, the flame is flying,

The silence of the lily and the fragrance of the rose, kissing

The colorful dream that landed quietly, the four fields hung low,

The sky was high, and the ferocious beast hid behind time.

When the snow covered the earth again, the white likeness

The wings of birds, the feathers that swing like snowflakes,

When the soul wears a flower crown at this time, it will become a mermaid,

The sound of tongue kissing is like the breath of the waves.

11

The burning flames raised the undead and made silence

The sky is no longer silent, like a hoarse night awakening,

The lips are tightly pressed against the nipple peak, and the feeling of wetness,

The heart beating in the chest burned like lava.

Burning cheeks flood the sea, without anger,

Without the death of man, everything will rise from the dead,

It's like that ancient legend from a long time ago.

12

The juicy lotion is a raindrop of heaven and fragrant

It flows into the throat and moistens the already thirsty flowers,

Love is rubbing between bodies, two palm trees

With their blood, let the green fruit swell,

Affectionate whispers converge, a bend of the blue ocean.

The entwined desire to illuminate the skin and will be each other's

Warmth is passed between the body, the arms of love

Intertwined, the ghosts of death come back to life.