Vultures, thirteen white eyed nymphs with The frozen echo of a young wind enraged Shadows of a cobweb torn down King Seal's soul
Memories of rhymed lines like poems of life
His nightfall, last of four nights Fallin' of stars in delusion
Cliff shadows, raven's old bright wings Black eyes lie lurkin' That night carryin' lorn cobweb
Hail to the dead bridegroom Memories in silence came back to me
My Prince born through vulture's bad bites On a frozen pond flanked by two oak trees
From ancient times My Vampire, he has black swan's hearts Velvet eyes, misty signs which can, oh!
Mesmerize my face's moon, Shini' and glowin' face of night Layin' on my bed of lilies
Firefliesm cries and grim life: I left my flesh.
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