The Earthen Decay

I
Rued by the pondlife of a bleeding silhouette
Taken into arms of the new moonlight on rising
Just to close your burning sapphire eyes
As the swansong wanders on, I rue the moment
Farewell my crimson sullen love
I shall miss thee
For the damp mist of a fog in the loam
I fervor the blood-cold lips of the lover
Raining down hellfires to hold in seraphic arms
Never to turn with pagan mausoleums
Oathing vows in crimson roses of the damned
Desires assure death and in immaculation
And the night burns downward in ice and crystals
Pledging my love for thee
Caress the ghost-leaden in the fog
The darkness reveals a secret of the carcass
Given into your ecstacy to die
Sacrifice it all
To the children of the nocturnal
And to the followers of the Depths
For the denial is taken from betrayal
Walk the earth and be free
Harems to fall beneath the outcrying cemetaries
Caressing an unfaithful soul of eternal suicides
Utopia does not exist as the rites must be forgotten
Shadows of this crimson wrath
In cause by the lover's wine-soaked kiss
Witnessed to the mist of serenades
On flames, save a cold wine
And end the eternal raping of the earthen decay

II
Aftermath of a heaven gone wrong
Serenation to the mist on the rise
Throwing exquisited glances at the darkness
Giving to the creatures of the night
Select the razor, mark the spot, slit the veins, drain the blood
Gaze at the clotting of the decayed skin
Until the big dirtnap, dark death takes over upon you
Die to and for the world
A failed Utopia to the ecstacies of romance
Audacious damnation is the sacred key
Nightskies arise with a price to pay
Licking flames within mounted ice
Sapphire wines to unholy paradises
Blatant to the jealosies of the fog and pagan dieties
Awakened in cause to the addiction, the confliction
Bleed upon the roses aloft
Swansong for the lamented sorrow
Orgasms of the honey breast of blood-cold lips
The burning rose and the gems on asylum
Bleed black upon the wine-soaked kisses
Mourning the moonfall efforts
As the sun is dead to the world
I fervor your structure in desire
For the romantic rites are far better
Silhouetting the outcries of a mordant river (of tears)
Slits of hell-paved crows, enthralled by a swansong
Morbid nights and nocturnal screams outine life and death
Deprived from blatant nightskies to perverse
Obsessed with evanescent pearls and sapphire wines
And end the everlasting kiss of the earthen decay