Sleeping and crawling the great prince was falling
Through shifting shadows and rot.
He know not what with every passing thought
What could be done to bring his heart to light.
But as the fates would allow a beauty did somehow
Thaw what the prince thought lost.
To look on her face was heavens grace
And taken he would be.
Her mind as sharp as body was unflawed
He knew that upon him her spell would fall.
The quest continues as the land sprawls between them
He is taken to her by voice.
He longs for her touch and wishes her thoughts
For this barrier will not compromise what now lies in his heart.
He will travel the land to deliver his vampyre kiss;
Try his best, offer unto her bliss.
Would you take the prince's hand?
For her beauty is the lust of the rose and the prince surely lusts for thee.
Come to my embrace;
help me see and to rule
This dark kingdom I present as me...
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The Blackened Bible
PoesíaThe Blackened Bible is an autobiography using lyrics and poetry. This is the unabridged version, in which the narration has not been removed. "...Let it be known that this is a submersion, an adaptation of a corrupted mind to paper. Come. Read. Let...
