Frozen Roses
Just like the
storm have seized the day
And the snow sleeps
on a bed of thorns
A blacken heart
rests on a wooden coffin,
Inside lies a
cold corpse, my fiancée
Within my tears,
our memories reside
The warm nights
we shared, lost in lust
The blood we
drank from the mortals we slain
The centuries
we lived and roamed on the Earth
The prologue of
our existence, as creatures of the night
The clan of the
un-dead, achieve wisdom through blood
Forget the light,
weakness as sign of humanity
Suicide revelation,
walk the line, join immortality
To melancholy
we should lift an oath and bow
Cult to the
shadows, between dense fog & the moon
As many other
frozen roses embellish the garden
Black ones will
be tinge red each night
A dark angel, embracing
me within her wings
With a kiss,
bathed in sin, away from that merciless god
With the Night
Eye as our Goddess for aeons, forevermore
