Upon this numinous eventide, when the anima is unbound
Antecedents of aeons past, resurrect from the ground
Tumulus and cairn, o'er which death relinquishes its sway
Join in the pagan revelry as the aubade begins to fade
Within the abode of murders, voodoo priests and dark legendary tales Lurks the restless nocturnal damned summoned from nether most hell
Once my gaze did fixate upon such a pale gothic bride
Crimson cruor upon her lips and death within her eyes
The room was filled with darkness, paralyzed where I lay
I permitted my soul to be brought beneath her seductive sway
Her Victorian dress disrobed, bearing her entire ethereal pulchritude
Upon this night of lust and blood, would I submit to eternal servitude
As her voluptuousness crowned my inguen, upon my pharynx her deadly kiss did fall
Tis the recountal of the eventide I succumbed to be the vampire's thrall
From celestial thrones crafted of rogue and gilid dust\ Rises the welkin thaumaturge to sow sorrow and distrust\ Furiously unleashing the vociferation of abhorrent chiliadal winds\ That feeble man might cower and heed their nearing end.
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