The beauty in black roses
The beauty in black Ravens,
The beauty in black Crows
The beauty in my black soul,
Meditating in the lake of fire,
Death caressing my soul,
I’m in total bliss
Undead,
Misery is my doormat,
Consuming Hell is my home
Crawling out from the ground
My wounds drip out the moon
Red rain mists Heaven’s blood,
Softly eating my skin as it falls from the sky,
Hypnotize me,
Falling in love with my soul
Connecting the bridge from life to Death
We meet again my love,
This time under a beautiful circumstance,
The corpses cheer for us,
Celebrating the death and return of my soul,
Once in for all,
I’m not lost anymore,
From the seeds of Death,
I have changed and grown
About the Creator
Goddess Cuervo
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