It is a night of darkness,
A song of death
Wolves vent their cry
The dark one rises

Darkness shrouds her stalking form
An everlasting desire

Her raven hair cascades over
Pale and tragic shoulders
And her full scarlet lips
Part slightly to taste
The red tears streaming
From the pale flesh beneath her

Now a night of ecstasy
I weep
 
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