Post by Galuwen on Oct 16, 2005 14:58:58 GMT -5
His image is of a prince. In black of raven croft design. Killing his victims in a way no one can imagine
Here is the beast of myth and murth thats feeds off greeds ample gurth. HIs merry ment is made by the hunt. He is the myth of childrens nightmares but watch carefully for his moon kisssed stare.
In the darkness
My lover creeps.
In a coffin
My lover sleeps.
He visits me
When the moon is full
Lovers who cannot
Truly be
Quietly, my shadow lover
Comes to me
Holding me in his arms
Gently, sweetly kissing me
Tonight is the night
I've finally chosen
For my lover and I
To live through eternity
With my hand in his
I leave my mortal life behind
Here is the beast of myth and murth thats feeds off greeds ample gurth. HIs merry ment is made by the hunt. He is the myth of childrens nightmares but watch carefully for his moon kisssed stare.
In the darknessMy lover creeps.
In a coffin
My lover sleeps.
He visits me
When the moon is full
Lovers who cannot
Truly be
Quietly, my shadow lover
Comes to me
Holding me in his arms
Gently, sweetly kissing me
Tonight is the night
I've finally chosen
For my lover and I
To live through eternity
With my hand in his
I leave my mortal life behind
