Sunday, January 3, 2010

it is a night of dark desire
blood and lust
deep in my soul it lies
the raven whispers the death sound
the immortal, he rises from his grave
the fog shrouds his stalking form
oh how I long his passion
an impatient wanting sweeps
through me
a song of ethereal pain
bless me with your venom kiss
let me resurrect in your arms
your lips part slightly
to taste my blood
streaming from my pale ivory neck
now i've left every taint of sorrow on my sepulchre
passion ground to dust
i long only for deep sleep
lost in the abysses of time
tonight a night of ecstacy and death
oh how i wish i could weep