O thou art so beautiful in black.
My dark angelic foreign rose.
Hear my sweet romance.
Where a Gothic wind blows.
Gently through my lunatica mind.
Thou art my dark prima-ballerina.
An angel of nocturnal delights.
You shatter the summer light.
Bringing darkness to my life.
I succumb to your shadows.
I adore your pale cold skin.
Where a fire rises within.
Under the veiled moon of sorrow.
Where graveyard goblins dance.
From thy casket of perfection.
At thine own feet of mercy.
I seek the sanctuary of dark passion.
Where Autumn leaves fall silently.
To thy lonely kiss of pale death.
The slave bows to eternity.
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