On the eve of alluring depth
calls to me like a fragrant ghost
a tortured soul in years have wept
for the loss of whats precious most
and she came to me like a devoid trinket
as the locket around her neck
and we met upon the burning arch yet
our love it seems, was nowhere in check
still she sat and lay with me
a question pieced the air
what should come of I and she
the answer hung around us bare
she brought to me a bouquet of roses
for each the day we'd met
the fragrant lies untold that day imposes
that the dark lord would remember my debt
just the two lay nakedly clasped
her hand in mine together
none to which to grasp
the pain id bathe forever
and as she lay in mortal tomb
the air sat still around us
and the roses lay under her flesh in bloom
felt under each and every thrust
in sigh and scream we embrace all eve
none so better for me then she
her misled eyes in my own, only to deceive
to compel the long lost days on her beauty
her corpse now lie under ash and dirt
sicks feet down forever more
as i long to free her hurt
my unearthly calling adore
we were never to part
only taken by heart
the promises wed say
wed alone in forest canopy
wed dance in hell and graciously
until we meet again some day