Weak midnight promised of love

Were wept upon Her grave

And shunned by stars above

In mortal life lurks my dismay

An Angel stole my heart

and Death took Her away



She sleeps beyond the grace of God

A dreamingly beauty

If wishes could only fray that bond



Twelfth moon arose with ghostly voice

A poet's serenade

Her name a whisper pon my lips

And lo, Rorasa came



"Fear me not my grieving King

Funeral in breath

The secrets of the dark I know

And thus, we shall cheat Death"



My promises wrought through despondence that night

Have delievered me gifts from the grave

Rorasa enshadowed me gifts from the grave

Never a Devil so vain

The Angel is fallen, for I thought her lost

And no heaven would silence the pain

Teach me these secrets, the sensual frost

Desire for warm blood again



Princess lay down they florid cheek

In drunken splendour

Tonight rare regal fate has cast

The wolves among the sheep



Dark nature clasp my soul

Around Her throat mine arms enfold

To sleep, perchance to dream

And then...

To dusk and flesh ascend



The sun descends magenta spirits fill the skies

and wreak erotic maladies where sex and Death abide

From writhing tides where gothick siren weave their song to shore

Through the ashes of the battlefields where ravens and angels war



We rule like the red and risen moon upon the sea

The stars of judgement silent, for we share joyous

Eternity

Damnation

Salvation

Stigmata plague



The wine of Bacchus flows

Listen to the thunder rage



Deceivers dragged before their cross

I am He that vanquished Death

And bore the sting of loss

What vulgar christ will uprise my grasp

His temple, ruined, burns

And sweet Rorasa laughs



I am enamoured and impradised

To catch the fires dancing profanely in her eyes

"I will crush them all

If this holds thy delight"

Rather dead forever than to lose her

Nymph-lascvious Aphrodite