Dark is the night that awakens desire in the spirit. Insidious shadows plagiarize the mind with images of blood, sex and of sacrileges, drowning in an infinite vortex of ecstasy and madness. Then comes the morning which brings peace and serenity until the night returns. Poem (C): Me. Made by Adobe Spark Post Witches's Sabbath or The Great He-Goat (C): Francisco Goya