Vampiric Love Affair
There's a maiden in the forest whose skin is pale as snow.
She dwells in the forest and death is the only friend she knows.
She sings the song of lullabies with sudden sorrow and despair.
and her servants are like eunuchs with emotions that do not dare.
I did'nt understand I never understood
why she did'nt take me then why she never ever could.
She was'nt always good she was'nt always bad,
but all that she was, was all I ever had.
She could'nt be my lover she could'nt be my friend,
but my heart remained with her till the very bitter end.
She was young and she was old and time was always on her side.
but even time could'nt hold where she always had to hide.
She never knew the sun and she never knew the day,
but at night in the snow is when we use to play.
She's the addiction of every man's desire
the cohesiveness of metal melted by the fire.
She's the accomplished affection the emotion in my heart.
She's the sweetness in the sugar kneaded in a tart.
Her eyes are like the stars the constellations embracing the sky.
She's like the gland in my brain awakening the eye.
As she turns and walks away in the snow late at night,
into the forest into the darkness through the trees with no light.
as the tears hit the snow that fall from my face
at least I will know it was'nt blood that I taste
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