Evening minuetto in a castle by the sea   A jewel more radiant than the moon   Lowered Her mask to me   The sublimest creature the Gods, full of fire   Would marvel at making their Queen   Infusing the air with Her fragrant desire   And my heart reeled with grave poetry....      From grace I fell in love with Her   Scent and feline lure   And jade woodland eyes that ushered in the impurest   "Erotic, laden fantasies amid this warm Autumn night   She lulled me away from the rich masquerade   And together we clung in the bloodletting moonlight"   Pearled luna, what spell didst thou cast on me?   Her icy kiss fervoured my neck   Like whispering waves 'pon Acheron's beach   In a whirl of sweet voices and statues   That phantomed the dying trees   This debauched seductress in black, took me....      In a pale azured dawn like Ligeia reborn   I tore free of my sleep - sepulchre   On the sea misted lawn where stone figures, forlorn   Lamented the spectre of Her   Bewildered and weak, yet with passion replete   I hungered for past overtures   The curse of unrest and her ardent caress   Came much more than my soul could endure....      I, at once endeavoured to see Her again   Stirring from midnight's inertia   Knowing not even her name   On a thin precipice over carnal abyss   I danced like a blind acolyte   Drunk on red wine, her dead lips on mine   Suffused with the perfume of night      For hours I scoured the surrounding grounds   In vain that we might meet   When storm clouds broke, ashened, fatigued   I sought refuge in a cemeterty      Sleep, usher dreams   Taint to nightmares from a sunless nether      Mistress of the dark   I now know what thou art      Screams haunt my sleep   Dragged from nightmares thou hast wed together      Lamia and Lemures   Spawned thee leche   To snare my flesh      Portrait of the Dead Countess      Deep stained pain that I had dreamt   Flaunted demise, life's punishment   Leaving little strength to seal this wretched tomb....      But poised nectar within my stirs   Up feverous desire and morbid purpose to search   Through cobwebbed drapery to where she swoons   Goddess of the graveyard, of the tempest and moon   In flawless fatal beauty her very visage compels   Glimpses of a heaven where ghost companies fell   To mourning the loss of god in blackest velvet   Enrobed in their downfall like a swift silhouette      "Fleeting, enshadowed   Thou art privy to my sin   Secrets dead, wouldst thou inflict   The cruel daylights upon my skin?   Dost thou not want to worship me   With crimson sacrifice   So my cunt may twitch against thy kiss   And weep with new-found life?"      Red roses for the Devil's whore....      Dark angels taste my tears   And whisper haunting requiems   Softly to mine ear   Need-fires have lured abominations here....      Nocturnal pulse   My veins spill forth their waters   Rent by lips I cherish most      Awash on her perfidious shores   Where drowning umbra o'er the stars   Ebon's graves where lovers whore   Like seraphim and Nahemah      "Nahemah"      Pluck out mine eyes, hasten, attest   Blind reason against thee, Enchantress   For I must know, art thou not death?   My heart echoes bloodless and incensed....      Doth temptation prowl night in vulvic revelry   Did not the Queen of Heaven come as Devil to me?   On that fatal Hallow's Eve when we fled company   As the music swept around us in the crisp, fated leaves   Under horned Diana where her bloodline was sewn   In a graveyard of Angels rent in cool marbled stone   I am grieving the loss of life in sombre velvet   Enrobed in Death's shadow like a swifter   silhouette....