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dark & cold was the night her love came to me
the moon glistening upon her teeth as i turned to see
a sweet taste upon my neck, a biting kiss
which i could not prevent, and now i never want to miss

her hair & clothes flowing as dark as the night
but i was wholey enchanted, i knew not fright
her eyes spoke to me of nocturnal yearning desire
i, however, was speechless, my heart a blazing fire

those beautiful golden eyes, impaling me, yet seducing me
who is this ethereal woman and in me, what does she see?
i know now i can never be without, never part
for she owns now, more than my life but my heart

she has showed me things that would drive men insane
but now she is in my blood, nothing will ever be the same
i crave her, lust her more than food, water, living
she need not say a word, just look, and i am giving

ohhh the evil ecstasies of the darkness we explore
forbidden love, pagan sex, sinful lust and i crave more!
breathlessness, blood and many orgasms cover us
before her, i never knew such macabre joy, such decadent lust!

since that time we both have become one
for i am no longer a mere mortals son
and together in our world of ecstatic nightmares
we laugh, and love and exist without any cares

even till this day do her eyes make me weak
and i come to her enchanting call, though it, she doesnt speak
for a love as ours does not words need
for a love as ours gives till it bleeds

standing in the foggy moonlit haze, she awaits me
and as always i am there, where i want to be
oh my darkened heart, how i do love thee
and from each other we shall never be free