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She was a daughter of life and fertility.
While his form was made of shadow,
death and moonlight.
Lusting for a thing so young,
a maiden still but fair of face.
Swift as wind and smooth
as snow he grabbed her fair lithe form.
And though she screamed and struggled
he would not let her go.

A thousand and a thousand years of solitude,
neglect and hate has left even Hades himself
blemished but not without a taste.

A taste for women and a taste of flesh.
To remind my faithful loins.
That even Death can love and lust
after beauty and fear song.

Ceres searched far and wide for her daughter disappeared.
For her flesh alone is what makes her thrive.
The fruits of the Earth wither in her demise.

A thousand and a thousand years of solitude,
neglect and hate has left even Hades himself
blemished but not without a taste.

Hades, cruel thing, vile thing not of this world.
I swear that I will get her back!
Not even Jupiter can keep me
from the ends of the world.

Down she went and further still to the realm
where no life dwells.
Her daughter though could not return
for she had broken life's rules.
She had eaten the seeds of the underworld
and therefore her soul was doomed.

A maiden fair, a nymph so bright.
Cast into the underworld.
For six months she rules now as Hades' bride,
the souls of the underworld.

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