Oh, Enchantress Mine, Caress my Soul...
Your Touch, Your Spell,
Ripped From Within, Taste my Fears,
Naked, Steaming.
Awaiting the Change, Unbeknownst,
Awake or Dreaming?
You Hold the Key, This Hellish Nightmare,
Reality.
Gentle Like a Roses Thorn,
Piercing, Beautiful Pain.
Crawl Inside, Take My Pain, Woven...
To Whome We Shall Be,
Mingled, Like Blood-tainted Wine.
Sensation, Pulsation, Adrenalin Flows,
Passion Grows, Candles, Night.
Maiden in the Myst, Moonlight.
The Craven Kiss, Darkness Blooms.
Borne on the Night Aire.
Dark Children, Celebrate with Us
The Consumation of our Souls.
I Have Been Yours, Since Before We Knew This....



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The Stardanczer