Tell me of a time gone by
When life was but a dream...
The will to live
The will to exist...
Night approaches
and my senses so keen...
The Creatures came one fateful night,
in the vale of Amon-hen...
Eerie is the night, pale is the moon.
A succubus of souls dwells...
I’m wondering
What has happened?! and What has become...
Sipping through
my coffee...
Sinking back into my tombstone,
Anticipating deaths voluptuous kiss...
Blood is like a rose;
Strong, deep, and ever flowing...
Dark and dull, Wretched and null,
Farther away, Beyond the cold...
They watch you in your sleep,
calling out your name...
A love so strong its hard to break
sometimes a love so weak it aches...