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The exquisite taste of eternal temptation.
This black fire sun,
Spirit filled and symbolic.
Awash my soul in darkness.
Midnights' flood sweeping me away.
Honing me into a spiritual weapon,
A weapon of carnal fury.
A passion of shadows,
Chasing away the taint of light.
My senses awaken to the service,
The service of my hearts design.
Ghost of desire,
Calling out in the kingdom of eternal night!
Saints of shadow,
With their chalices of crimson wine.
Exceeding in excellency,
lavish empires through out all time.
The exquisite temptation,
Of cold, wicked inclinations.
An immortal world of darkness,
Bathed in blood.
Enjoying a wanton celebration,
The reign of the vampire nation!
Wolves howling in tribute,
A lustful, Longing sound.
Ravens take flight from skeletal branches,
Ominous and lithe.
Weeping angels with eyes of ink,
Smile with secret delight.
As the marshaled forces of Heaven and Hell,
Shiver from our might.
For imposing and majestic are we.
We who wield vicious, unfathomable power.
Our multitude, Our legions.
Hungry for the fight.
For centuries our place denied,
Now we take hold of the night.
Heaven has its' glorious light,
And Hells' fire is but an extension,
Of the very same light.
The darkness belongs to us!
We stand revealed at last,
The true masters of the night!
Feel temptations embrace.
The blood kiss,
That only we can bestow.
A dark mist of desire,
Sweeping you away.
The Lords of darkness.
Whispering sweetly,
We are the night...
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