Angel's Bloody Tears

Thy mighty Words, Vampyric Mater,Queen of the Undead, still evoke my Mind"Soon my Enchantress shall be Seraphimto my Throne,built of Immortality"As Spy in Darkness I see the weak Creaturebreak the Shadows falling on Her Grave My Bloodthirst is of the Wolves,who gather - what Pride - to an impressive ParadeThe Purity of the Wintermoonstrengthens me whilst Vengeance is mineMy hunting Fangs - his Mirror of mortal DecayHis Blood drips down like the Grains in Reaper's Sandglass...the once naked Flowers dress!Ecstatic Love or bitter Tragedy?Out of a whirling Storm my Bride ascends"Thou were mine, Thou art mineand Thou shall be mine throughout all Eternities!"Now I touch Thy marble Breasts, shall enchant Thy secret Gradenand drown in the Lakes of Thy Beauty"So reunite with me and feel the PassionThou get crowned with through my Vampyre Kiss..."