Shroud me with silken joyless   Watered in lasciviousness   To obey groan of gloomy cypress   Enamoured in this darkness   And thy sensual caress   Shall resurect (un) life in me   Thus swathed in lustrous majesty   By ablaze nocturnal sea   Cling thy lips on my carotid   On ardent pleasures of misdeed   Sanguinary tears flow down the waned skin   Lement for grace yet unseen   Infuse me from the libidious fountain   Where thy children soothe their curse   Because now I see this world full of pain   Our throe no spell can avoid and reverse      Sublime moon ascends   Impure as my soul full of fervency   Her lips are bewitching me   Lucid and pure to appease despondency   And then heaven sends sadfull contagious rain   In mirrors so empty death proclaims   On my hands of time bloodred stain   Forsaken with zenith I fall in my bane      Packs are gathered   They feel what shall be   For last time mitigate my cupidity   And overlay mantle upon me   Fullfilled with cold dark kisses   Immortal carnal lechery      Sylphic voices evoke me   Within waiven heart   Our vales and woods      Abide alone in the night   And life shall lose it's meaning   For those who understand   In which dark poisoned eden   I rule as king of the damned   I want to see my last dawn   With thirsty vampiric eyes   And Ares shall sing 'pon my grave   With voice of thousand lullabies   Adhere thy adhesive lips on mine   To feel the warmness of the skies   And to vanish as black silhouette   Enfolded in sunrise      Candles slowly lose their shine   In numb eyes of (un) dead   And moon shall soon descend   Before sun treacherous red   But my death shall not break   Odium against their god   Who threw me in this percipice   And now takes everything I own   But I know that my children shall stay proud   This evil conclave I will astound   As in their dreams prayer always the same   From nethermost sea I shall be roused   ...again...      Scent of winter I have always been   Which seduces thee to me   In attire sewed of snow   With lace decorated from the foamed sea   Can you hear notes of piano   And moan of those who shall dance   With song wolves on our frozen shore      Statues shaping like silent tragedy   Entangled in veil of moonlight   The same as this gothic poetry   Embraced by thee and blizzard      Bigots kill the forest   Burning what belongs to me   And I fell that I must wend   For prophecy is written to be.      Light of Christ is approaching   To erase amorphous seed   But I shall in pain restless lay   While weak and mortal enemy breathe      (..."HORIZONS ARE BURNING"...)      Thy lure and beauty shall coalesce   Our hands under arising sun   Which ones was touching scarlet ebony   But now's enfolding me.