Upon hearing how my sad tale of woe begins
with a love most deep.
I traveled across mountains high, under the
stormiest skies,
Without my love I’d simply die, why I could barely
stop to sleep.
Finally my goal was in sight, and with it I
began to weep,
Down below that valley steep.
T’was no pilgrimage of a childe, no herald’s
journey meek and mild.
I traveled far and wide across desert,
forests, plains and raging sea.
I left in youth, fortune to find, the dreams
of wealth had made me blind.
For wealth, I left my love behind, inclined
was I, back then, to flee.
I fled upon a merchant’s ship, to my fortune
it carried me,
And then brought me back, you see.
With this beautiful sight ahead, how could I
know I would be dead
Before I was able to be in the arms of my
sweet love again.
Oh yes, how my heart was breaking, my every
fiber was aching,
My very soul was a quaking, making my way to
her again.
My attention had been lacking, as I dreamed of
her lips again,
Though ahead were dark foemen.
As I rode through those dark cedar, That group
would not be the leader
Of my soul into the deepest and darkest parts
of the world unseen.
Pardon me, you should be fearing, at this
point my horse was rearing,
Raven’s call my horse was hearing, fearing an
omen most unclean.
Yes, it was a raven near by, hiding in those
dark woods unseen.
That Lilith, no faerie queen.
Through the air and down to the ground, it was
on my back I was found
By the most beautiful creature I could have
ever laid eyes upon.
Her beauty was so enchanting, any wish I would
be granting,
Oh the thoughts she was implanting, implanting
love brought by the swan.
This bird was no swan before me, I had no
strength to carry on,
Now unto her I was drawn.
Hunting in this dangerous park, her hunger was
to leave its mark
On any sorry soul so unfortunate enough to
cross her path.
In the shadows her eyes shone bright as she made her way through the night,
Her smile made for quite a sight, plight unlike any is her wrath.
In the shadows her eyes shone bright as she made her way through the night,
Her smile made for quite a sight, plight unlike any is her wrath.
Her smile offered up no hope, when pursed
showed only signs of wrath,
That smile meant a blood bath.
With her standing over my head, I heard the
men soon to be dead,
And her beauty quickly turned to an awful
image of ghastly rage.
Those men knew not was coming, Rage in her
ears was a drumming,
Hid a terrible forthcoming, becoming a dark
forest cage.
This harpy’s claws were most ready, to play
their part upon this stage.
They were a most frightful gauge.
With the raging flame in her eyes, they would
be in for a surprise,
Appearing as a lovely maid, she came slow as
to insight no fear.
With her in sight, they were seeing when they
should have been a fleeing,
Her beauty they were a seeing, being that they
could not see clear.
My body was still paralyzed, I was allowed to
see and hear.
Wanting opposite of near.
How the voices were lifted up, none were able
to pass that cup,
She measured each a portion of the most
ghastly beverage to be.
Each of them in turn drank deeply, then lay
upon the ground meekly,
With all done the forest sweetly completely
swallowed them, you see.
They were taken into the Earth, they would
become the cedar trees.
The trees would not hear our pleas.
With this group of foemen taken, her real goal
would reawaken,
She returned her loving gaze upon the place
where she left me to lay.
Her prize she would be a claiming, it was my
death she was framing,
Under my breath saints a naming, shaming me
along the way.
I could not hope to be like them, because God
seemed so far away.
No god would help me that day.
She took me to her place of rest, trapped I
would be within her nest
As she lovingly set to the arrangements of
which she had in store.
I knew I had to be dreaming, the daylight
would be redeeming,
Alas only she was scheming, beaming was she
with nightly gore.
I could not bear to look upon, with her hoary
hair all a gore.
A vision not seen before.
To this horror I only wept, as from my love I
would be kept,
Because I could see no way of my escaping from
this frightful hold.
As this Calypso was cleaning, it was escape I
was scheming,
I know now I was just dreaming, dreaming crazy
dreams of the bold.
I did not know it at that time, but all my
futures had been sold.
My soul in exchange for cold.
For the morning I awaited, but morning light
was belated.
No sweet morn came to liberate me from this most terrible of dreams.
The thing that night was begetting were images most upsetting,
If only could be forgetting, forgetting those ghastly screams.
Those pictures just won’t leave my mind, embedding in me it seems,
Most foul and terrible themes.
No sweet morn came to liberate me from this most terrible of dreams.
The thing that night was begetting were images most upsetting,
If only could be forgetting, forgetting those ghastly screams.
Those pictures just won’t leave my mind, embedding in me it seems,
Most foul and terrible themes.
When e’re I looked into her eyes, an azure of
the deepest skies,
I could see in them a hunger of which I would
never chance be free.
With this thought my strength was draining,
against her mind I was straining,
Over me, her mind was reigning, gaining all control
over me.
I felt if I could just hold on, some god would
listen to my plea,
Though no gods’ mercy found me.
Purity she would deflower, my heart’s love she
would devour.
How could it have come that I would become a demon’s special guest?
Against my plight I was straining while what hope I had was draining,
No chance for hope to be gaining, reigning was this demon pest.
With all my hope all but faded, waning was I, in her nest.
I thought death could bring me rest.
How could it have come that I would become a demon’s special guest?
Against my plight I was straining while what hope I had was draining,
No chance for hope to be gaining, reigning was this demon pest.
With all my hope all but faded, waning was I, in her nest.
I thought death could bring me rest.
By now it was all but certain death would draw
that final curtain,
I would never have a chance to see my sweet
love again in this life.
Kismet’s jolly would be teasing, for her there
was no appeasing,
Her soul to me would be freezing, freezing
unto me as no wife.
From her, no loving warmth would be, only the
cold steel of a knife.
From this love can be no life.
When she was done with her cleaning, her hair
she began a preening,
Her youth and beauty was with out a doubt
beyond all earthly compare.
An illusion I was seeing, she was a most
ancient being,
My mind said I could be fleeing, freeing me
from my deep despair.
I had no chance to free myself, and make my
way into night’s air.
All I could do was sit there.
For the briefest moment I saw, her steely
attention did thaw,
And could control my body in ways I wasn’t
able for a while.
That knife near I made to grabbing, with
intentions to be stabbing,
However it was the jabbing, jabbing that only
made her smile.
If could have got with in one inch, it might
have as well been a mile.
Pathetic was my sad guile.
With her arms about me lacing, it was my blood
she was tracing,
As she sank her saber teeth into the soft
fleshy parts of my neck.
I felt my blood pressure dropping, it was my
heart she was stopping,
But before my final stopping, stopping then
she was bound to check
To make sure I was not at death, her fun she
did not want to wreck,
We would be on no short trek.
The piercing sounds of her laughter will stay
with me ever after.
Cackles of a madness wafting, against that cold stone wall they would ring,
My fear I tried to be masking, while in my pain she was basking,
Between gusts I started asking, asking for my hope to cling.
In her grim chores she was loving, tasking was this dreadful thing.
With passion she began to sing.
Cackles of a madness wafting, against that cold stone wall they would ring,
My fear I tried to be masking, while in my pain she was basking,
Between gusts I started asking, asking for my hope to cling.
In her grim chores she was loving, tasking was this dreadful thing.
With passion she began to sing.
To my bones, those notes had shaken, my very
soul she had taken.
In those notes I could hear this dark love echoing off this prison wall.
It was this love I was fearing, the love in song I was hearing,
Something terrible was nearing, rearing for some tragic fall.
Tried to close my heart against it, steering my mind from its call.
But it had me in its thrall.
In those notes I could hear this dark love echoing off this prison wall.
It was this love I was fearing, the love in song I was hearing,
Something terrible was nearing, rearing for some tragic fall.
Tried to close my heart against it, steering my mind from its call.
But it had me in its thrall.
Walls and floor of deepest amber, I had no
hope to even clamber,
Making my way past my capture, into the lovely embrace of night.
The siren’s song she was sharing, against my flesh she was tearing,
It was pain beyond my bearing, wearing against my soul that night.
Beastly animal attention, staring at me, focus tight,
Holding me within its sight.
Making my way past my capture, into the lovely embrace of night.
The siren’s song she was sharing, against my flesh she was tearing,
It was pain beyond my bearing, wearing against my soul that night.
Beastly animal attention, staring at me, focus tight,
Holding me within its sight.
In her grip I turned to weeping, it was my
blood she was reaping.
All my efforts made to escape were in vain against her hungry hold.
The nearing end I was dreading, mortal coil to be shedding,
Through death’s garden I was treading, treading out into the cold.
I was held tight in her embrace, threading in her savage fold.
Held fast in death’s fatal hold.
All my efforts made to escape were in vain against her hungry hold.
The nearing end I was dreading, mortal coil to be shedding,
Through death’s garden I was treading, treading out into the cold.
I was held tight in her embrace, threading in her savage fold.
Held fast in death’s fatal hold.
Thinking I would be expending, and my last
breath was impending,
I tried one last time to summon up my strength but hers was just too great.
Despite the blood she was thieving, it was life unto which I was cleaving,
With every breath I was heaving, weaving through me this dark hate.
With all that I had left undone, grieving was I for my fate.
All I had was but to wait.
In the arms of my dark jailor, my strength would only get frailer,
As I was forced to experience being the main course at this feast.
With no way I could be knowing as I felt hatred growing,
The future she would be showing, showing after this life ceased.
This was only the beginning, slowing never in the least.
I now belonged to this beast.
I tried one last time to summon up my strength but hers was just too great.
Despite the blood she was thieving, it was life unto which I was cleaving,
With every breath I was heaving, weaving through me this dark hate.
With all that I had left undone, grieving was I for my fate.
All I had was but to wait.
In the arms of my dark jailor, my strength would only get frailer,
As I was forced to experience being the main course at this feast.
With no way I could be knowing as I felt hatred growing,
The future she would be showing, showing after this life ceased.
This was only the beginning, slowing never in the least.
I now belonged to this beast.
Behind her dead eyes was peering a most
blackened soul a leering,
Watching the last of my strength slip from me as I faded into dark.
When I could feel my mind waking, it was my flesh I felt aching,
But my will she had been breaking, taking from me that life’s spark.
I could feel where her kisses touched me, making a most painful mark.
I knew death’s song I’d to hark.
Watching the last of my strength slip from me as I faded into dark.
When I could feel my mind waking, it was my flesh I felt aching,
But my will she had been breaking, taking from me that life’s spark.
I could feel where her kisses touched me, making a most painful mark.
I knew death’s song I’d to hark.
It was though my flesh was knowing this
terrible hunger growing,
But I had no idea from where it came or how to set it free.
To new heights my pain was reaching, yet she was there for my teaching,
Liquid desire would be leaching, breaching from a torrid sea.
An all too commanding hunger, preaching like a pious plea.
Like a puppet I would be.
The hunger’s call I would hearken, it would be the world I’d darken,
With the hunger surging in me, I knew I was a darkling ghoul.
Calling was a feast most charming, this quiet lea we’d be farming,
With shining fangs for the harming, arming like a deadly tool.
With my dark teacher by my side, harming in the night so cool,
An erudite in death’s school.
But I had no idea from where it came or how to set it free.
To new heights my pain was reaching, yet she was there for my teaching,
Liquid desire would be leaching, breaching from a torrid sea.
An all too commanding hunger, preaching like a pious plea.
Like a puppet I would be.
The hunger’s call I would hearken, it would be the world I’d darken,
With the hunger surging in me, I knew I was a darkling ghoul.
Calling was a feast most charming, this quiet lea we’d be farming,
With shining fangs for the harming, arming like a deadly tool.
With my dark teacher by my side, harming in the night so cool,
An erudite in death’s school.
Without a thought, she’d take night's fruit,
then drain its life with strangling root,
Like a statue, she’d take a pose, while under
that pallid sun she’d sit.
An orchid, on the tree of life, with loving passion she brought strife,
She was Death's little savage wife, life lived in this world she would quit.
An orchid, on the tree of life, with loving passion she brought strife,
She was Death's little savage wife, life lived in this world she would quit.
A bird hopping from branch to branch, from
victim to victim she’d flit.
A soul from its vessel split.
Making our way to the living, it was death we would be giving,
With our dreadful mission ahead, together we made quite a pair.
Through the night we would be speeding, it was the blood we’d be needing.
From place to place she’d be leading, feeding in the moist night air.
Oh how our prey begged for mercy, pleading for mercy to spare.
No mercy would be found there.
Making our way to the living, it was death we would be giving,
With our dreadful mission ahead, together we made quite a pair.
Through the night we would be speeding, it was the blood we’d be needing.
From place to place she’d be leading, feeding in the moist night air.
Oh how our prey begged for mercy, pleading for mercy to spare.
No mercy would be found there.
A nimble yet deadly flower, full of rage and
graceful power,
She was a blossom that would only bloom under
the most pallid sun.
Her petals drawn with razor's ink, in death through life her teeth would sink,
For blood she needs to drink, blink just once and the deed is done,
Her petals drawn with razor's ink, in death through life her teeth would sink,
For blood she needs to drink, blink just once and the deed is done,
For if she has you in her sights, that blink
will be your only one.
Never will you see the sun.
Its long since my cold heart heated, and the
icy death I cheated,
I have learned how to live anew, it’s into night I go with pride.
Through the world of mortals drifting, while its life and death I’m rifting,
Through the mortals I am sifting, sifting like sands in the tide.
This dark gift my demon gave me, lifting me on this great ride,
How I loved my darkling guide.
Rest is what my soul was wishing, but that’s not what death was dishing,
In death I have known life better than any mortal can ever know.
Faith in the blood I am placing, while through all these years I’m tracing,
A love for life I’m embracing, effacing it as I go.
With a lethal smile on my face I’m facing every evening’s flow.
Into life, myself I throw.
I have learned how to live anew, it’s into night I go with pride.
Through the world of mortals drifting, while its life and death I’m rifting,
Through the mortals I am sifting, sifting like sands in the tide.
This dark gift my demon gave me, lifting me on this great ride,
How I loved my darkling guide.
Rest is what my soul was wishing, but that’s not what death was dishing,
In death I have known life better than any mortal can ever know.
Faith in the blood I am placing, while through all these years I’m tracing,
A love for life I’m embracing, effacing it as I go.
With a lethal smile on my face I’m facing every evening’s flow.
Into life, myself I throw.
