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Forlornucopial the wealth of miseryAnd favoured haunts of sorrow hold no lureDeep swathes of gloomthat once cocooned me in dark liveryNow clothed me in suits ill-borrowed from the pure
Alas it's trueThe beast you knewFound breath anewIn the heartstrings of love's assassin
She was a huntressAnd an alabaster brideA Venus not averse to taking sides
And in all my centuriesBar Carmilla in ceriseNever had I fallen save for foolish pride
As we walked, our affrighted lanternsFed the lengthy shadows with their tallow lullabiesThe fragrant night air chilled by sighted phantomsClouds drew cobweb threads across a sallow moonrise
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So capricious
Superstitious to the point of philistineThe glue of secrecy grew paper thinHer beauty so deliciousIn the realm of the divineThe cross about her throat gave up to sin
In expectationHer lips to findThe crates were blazing in my stone cold cellars
That traitor loveOnce its spell ran headlong through my veins
Now I felt it roar againLike an urge for murder...Her kissThe paradigm of blissHot whispers on the windIn swanlike curves I graced salvation
Amidst both world I promised herEternity would be beautiful
Yet on the cuspI still not truly dared
Her eyes plied hard a burning willBeseeching on her kneesLike Salome unfulfilled
I hung between two thievesGuilt and spilt desireUntil that flame became a fireAll consuming
With strength renewedI turned againDeath all lit up by my perfect victim
And she grewThe scourge of menThey hissed her name in perverted dictum
Now we walk, our cavorting aurasFeed the lengthy shadows with their sullen lullabiesThe fragrant night air filled with haunting chorusClouds draw cobweb threads across a bloodied moonrise
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