The Incubus

Your majesty filled my glass
The bloody alcohol smile
Romantic, but ll aware
of your cunningness and wile
Your velvet hand upon my face
I'm a pawn of your disguise,
Wrapped up in darkness, warmth and love
Kissing my virgin eyes
A slave to bittersweet music,
I dance under your consent
A slave to crimson feeding,
for whom it was never meant
A candle lit inside my heart
My love, master of my soul
Warm sharp fangs deep in my veins
Torn apart but wondrously whole....