Part II: Slytherin's Dream

I have dreamed dark dreams
Deep into unyielding darkness
Full of horror and ravens' screams
Fell music sweet to my ears.

Of destruction may you never tire
Scion of my cursed line
Call on the death that is hot fire
And claim what is yours and mine.

And as the day wanes into blessed night
And the weak have drowned in their own impurity
Sunder the sun and deny the light
When the blood of all is pure take the throne for you and me.

Child of my blood, dream my dreams
Deep into unyielding darkness
Full of horror and ravens' screams
Fell music sweet to your ears.

Author's Ending Note: I plan to make 'Descending into the Darkness' a
collection of Voldemort based poems. Could someone please suggest what I
could write about next? And please review before you exit! Advice would be
much welcome.

Travithian Axile signing out

P.S. Don't forget to check out the Harry Potter based fanfiction I am co-
authoring with a friend! It's called Harry Potter and the Half-Blood
Prince, by the way.