Crimson Countess

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Allocer

Alloces is a demon that appears in demonological grimoires such as the Liber Officiorum Spirituum, Pseudomonarchia Daemonum, and the Lesser Key of Solomon. He is described in the Lesser Key of Solomon (as the fifty-second spirit) and (as Allocer or Alocer) in the Pseudomonarchia Daemonum (as the sixty-third spirit) as a duke, taking the form of a fire-breathing, lion-headed soldier riding a horse. His purported duties include teaching astronomy and liberal sciences, and granting familiars. He is claimed to have 36 legions of demons under his command. In the Liber Officiorum Spirituum, Alloces appears as Allogor or Algor, again a duke, but otherwise with a completely different appearance and abilities -- a spear-toting knight who answers questions, provides ad… more »

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Fear of my youth fleeting thee
Yearning for immortality
Preserve this sacrilegious life
Infinite sand through the hourglass of time

Scriptures
Of my heathen ways
Taking note of
Every single remedy
Practicing the most grotesque methods
Aspiring for
An everlasting divinity

Countless virgins meet their maker
At my hands they pray to god

Syphon the elixir of life
Crimson dreams ingested like wine
Bathed in blood and drenched in sin
Know my acts upon your brethren

Using my teeth
To remove the genitalia
Stitching their lips
So they can not scream
Binding their hands
Untill they burst blood
All branded with the mark of Royalty

Chaining servents to the wall
Abuse and pain is part of my game
New and exciting ways to
Show them hell

Gaze
Upon Evil
Of the somber twisted paradigm
Forget me not
Tremble at my name
I am the blood countess
I bring devastation

I bring devastation

Rituals and gristly recipes
All of which to service my needs
You witnessed my penchant for gore
Tales of my fable sweep through the land
Royalty has had enough of my antics
Wasting women that get sent to my chamber
Tearing flesh right of the vixens face
An endless line of the traumatized and victimized

Hordes of the king's men
Barge into my quarters
To relinquish my routine
No higher power can save me

Feast your eyes
On the Abomination of god
For I will reign
for eternity
In the depths of hell

Gaze
Upon Evil
Of the somber twisted paradigm
Forget me not
You once feared my name
I was the blood countess
I brought devastation

My days are numbered

Chained to the wall by the servants
Pain and agony is part of their game
Using my methods too show me hell

My days are now numbered
Bricked inside my once loved chamber
Mental anguish takes its toll
As years alone has left me to rot

Help me i can not feel my limbs
These cold dark nights take away
The final grain of sand

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