Undying
Into the wild scenery,
he is calling me.
His musical lament intoxicating me.
I am possessed by his illuminating spirituality.
I’ve fallen under the spell.
The smell of his blood is luring me.
I fear that I must break away from my human shell…to be with him.
He is the blond hair demon, so he says,
But I call him my angel, forever and always.
He must call my name, again
And keep me from hell.
He is the nectar of life and death, that eternal being.
He is preserved in time, while I am fading away.
I even walk through the mist to hear his say.
To touch his eternal lips so he may pierce my flesh.
he is calling me.
His musical lament intoxicating me.
I am possessed by his illuminating spirituality.
I’ve fallen under the spell.
The smell of his blood is luring me.
I fear that I must break away from my human shell…to be with him.
He is the blond hair demon, so he says,
But I call him my angel, forever and always.
He must call my name, again
And keep me from hell.
He is the nectar of life and death, that eternal being.
He is preserved in time, while I am fading away.
I even walk through the mist to hear his say.
To touch his eternal lips so he may pierce my flesh.
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