The Devil stood before Marcus,
enjoying his grief and despair.
There's another way to break the curse
the key is a woman, so fair..

Evangeline, Marcus's real mother,
the witch-guardian of the forest
forced to hand over Marcus to another
to save him from duress.

A Devil's worshipper had seduced her
to have a child for his master's rebirth.
A mortal host, one born with power
to prove his own fealty's worth.

It all has started in the room
of a newly wed bride and her groom,
a lamia has showed at an awful night,
a bad timing and the worst site.

Much fury stirred up and messed the place
to carve much grief on everyone's face;
the bodies, ripped off, blown the air
the blood has sullied everywhere
it tarnished the quiet younger dreams
with endless mourns and awful screams.

The cops _though searched_ no clue they'd find
the vampire has left no grounds behind.

Chapter 1 - The Netherworld

With trepidation, walking streets,
I'm trapped within a nightmare world.
Forever damned, doomed to repeat
these cursed hours where I've been hurled.

The science of my day provides
a holiday of difference -
to travel back, for a while abide
and share some moments of another's existence.
The host's unaware of the soul
who shares her mind, muscle and nerve;
the traveller, she has no control,
but simply able to observe.

She worked tirelessly to please him,
but it was never enough, she was never enough.
Staring at the body, wondering what came next.
While humming their favorite song,

Eleanor sawed off his head.

Once upon a time, she reminisced,
There were goals and dreams, an education to complete.
How she longed to be somebody, instead of this nobody
That could barely exist, but there she sat, soaked in his blood,

Such a tragedy had begun.