She shall come to me, a pale figure calling me to embrace the dark
Her skin is cold, kisses with the dead sigh
Her hair is hell, fire behind the veil of night
Fills me with pleasure.... as i beg for death
Takes a bit of my soul... till my last breath
She shall come to me
in the shades of night
covering me with black coat
I dream with her lust.... in every sleep
Ravishing beauty... the angels jealously weep
She shall come to me blank, black
In the shore of the river styx
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