Drop of Blood in Crimson Mire,
He walks in Shadow under Stars
With Diamond Ring for Lady Night.
Her Graceful dancing – Gift of Sight,
The Crown of Queen in Mortal hands
Shines with Glory on Desert Land.
Thirst for Beauty and Secret Path,
Years like Water cleansed His Soul
Words like Fire burnt His Heart.
Where the Wind is Breath of Life,
She was waiting for His Shadow
Like fresh Rose for Morning Sun.
With Broken Hopes and Distant Cry,
They Killed with Words and Healed with Anger
Hollow Gods with Twisted Magick -
Black Paradise in Endless Madness!
How the Earth was Deep in Slumber,
With Her Voice and His Smile
Countless Moments spent in Love…
At the Altar of Crescent Moon
She was giving Her Silver Heart
And His Gift – The Golden Soul!
Was Left Behind in Dust and Rain…
Not Gods…nor Mortals and no Spirits…
They just became Two Living Saints…
Emotii prin cablu .
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