The Night Alit

Her shadows mourn in moonlight
 Dark traces for the soul to feed
 Each wound that transforms her
 Is mine to conquer and bewitch
 As storms breathes inside of her
 Winds of faith heals and grieves
 This temptress that haunts my desire
 Turned death endlessly against me

 I draw the circled pentagram extreme
 Wishing that death would reanimate
 That flesh becomes the truth
 Amongst the stars above her bones
 Shattered, abused by the night
 Torched alit by graveyard mists
 That died together with her sins
 Shaping her frigid flesh dead and dried...

 By spells of sacred daughters
 That departed their misdeeds
 I crave my nightly courtesan
 To violate my sense again
 And as the final sunset
 As the moon, the stars, the sky...
 I placed my soul in gratitude
 To darkness, to the gates of pain...

 "Behold its glory, the night alit,
 Our shadows painted, in the light of the moon
 Our dark secrets, unknown to mankind
 As I, the breeder, devoured thy mortal soul..."

 Wings aroused, as moonlit flesh emerged
 From wastelands deep down the ground
 As icons in stone bowed for the animated dead
 I forced thy entry to the final world

 "Behold its glory, the night alit,
 Our shadows painted, in the light of the moon
 Our dark secrets, unknown to mankind
 As I, the breeder, devoured thy mortal soul..."

 My slumbering beauty, possessing nightly grandeur
 Endless, and forever, I am thine, eternally
 I was spellbound from eyes of sapphire jewelry
 And the sins from the depths of thy soul

 Enchanted by thy darkness
 My Queen of lust and urge
 I watched thy shadow, mourning in the dark
 So cold and dead, so dead and dried
 Seductress of my dreams, I wither with thee
 My flesh, my true nocturnal blood...

 "Behold its glory, the night alit,
 Our shadows painted, in the light of the moon
 Our dark secrets, unknown to mankind
 As I, the breeder, devoured thy mortal soul...