I remember her as a child Raven…on and on with her raven clawsCarving…on and on with her raven claws How she lusts when she remembersThe night of her first blowShe always wanted to knowHow far could she really go Inflamed, a dead-end roomSeduce to consumeNightsilence…Vampire…EmpireStatues with open wounds The flavour of poison and moonStill maturing […]

Forever young in a ground so coldThe splendor of your death still fresh to behold In your neck an open woundTo spawn life into your LoveAnd to feed the creatures of our world We have tasted from the poisoned gift of loveWhich condemned us to forever fly alone We have experienced an aged potionThe wine […]