A Fateful Love

In the shadows lay a breed of dark romance
That hardens the camphor of another moonrise
Fogging the cold mirror for signs and audacity
Desiring the lover I once possessed
Hearing your voice over and beyond in my mind
It will never go away, you will not leave
Your presence is felt wherever I linger
Your beauty haunts and scorns me into oblivion

The rose decays in the mist where you kneel
Rain dies, ressurection begins caressing your charisma
The endarkened moon orbits within the mausoleum
Of your lost soul or unamended spirit
For the romance fades into the abyss along with the rose
As if bounded by a Seraph, I long for the release of your haunting
Gilded among the silhouettes of your blood-cold heart
I die in waiting for your acceptance and openness

Crimson is the cold blood of my slitted veins
The recreation of the raging fervor to the mist
I arise at night for your lust
I fall before your mercy
What say you will, oh sullen soul
For I am here to die to save you and all your beauty
Take my hand and allow myself your sacrifice
For I die not in disdain, for happiness rides your face again

I die in unholy fervor for you
My soul flows with crimson winds and
I am loving you even more
Whispers of 'I love you'
Screaming 'I love you'
I open my heart and my veins
This blood flows in cause of you
I only love you