The Ninth Portal

Evil insinuates throughout my sordid soul, as black the ivy twisting ominously around the crumbling echoes of this tormented tower, for I have walked the pired paths where flames have erupted beneath my torrid tread, leaving only ash and cinders in my wake amid the wails of weeping widows, widows, widows. Yet as I passed through the arched abyss, the stench of a thousand corpses invaded my senses, and the greatest evil known to man reached into my breast, crushing my heart within its claw-like grasp, blood raining from my eyes as it expunged each drop of blood and courage from it, until I felt as the walking dead wallowing in the night, so night, so night, so night. With no retreat from his heinous hold upon me, the master of puppets was pulling my strings, and before my sight horrors beyond all imagining against even my iniquitous inner immorality, unfolded like a glimpse into the fiery core itself, where orgies of murderous magnitude poured upon tainted flesh of sin and turpitude, of fear it was I, yet stirrings of carnal curiosity entranced my deepest arousal of my malfeasant means, and shivering in the shadowy silence, I stood, despising my own blackened soul, while lusting for this enlightenment. But, it was too late, for the portal opened, and through its screaming I was thrust into its eternal flames of abomination. The tower sits in a subdued night, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting,