Come, my love
And take the wings of night...
All is numb in this world called home. Nothing...
The full moon is rising
high above the treetops...
Light descends to darkness
The luminousness of the moon...
In ancient times past
In the halls of all races...
Eyes of misty grey -- look out upon the sky,
Crimson tears fall -- tattered wings refuse to...
Anting, breathless
Running away...
They come
In their dark robes...
In my mind,I feel a spark.
Feel the waves of a crimson heart...
My heart bleeds for her,
every drop poisoned in her lust...
Souls of the deceased wander in confusion
Inviting all mortals to the portal of death...
A small glowing fairy
A small tender creature...