Vultures, thirteen white eyed nymphs with   The frozen echo of a young wind enraged   Shadows of a cobweb torn down   Memories of rhymed lines like poems of life   King Seal's soul   His nightfall, last of four nights   Fallin' of stars in delusion   Cliff shadows, raven's old bright wings   Black eyes lie lurkin'   Hail to the dead bridegroom    That night carryin' lorn cobweb   Memories in silence came back to me   My Prince born through vulture's bad bites   On a frozen pond flanked by two oak trees   From ancient times   My Vampire, he has black swan's hearts   Velvet eyes, misty signs which can, oh!   Mesmerize my face's moon,   Shini' and glowin' face of night   Layin' on my bed of lilies   Firefliesm cries and grim life: I left my flesh