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Posted by: The Uncreator Jun 29 2008, 05:58 AM

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With Crimson Stained Lips
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Fall breaks and dying leaves color the ground
Shades of autumn grace all the eye does see
As the morning winds give off there ghastly howl

I walk slowly, terrified, remaining out of sight
She is watching and waiting for me
She has become my curse, My souls eternal blight

I am light and she is my precious flower of the dark
My body weeps in conflicted agony
My blood turns to ice and to ice turns my heart

At dawn, At suns first rise
She Is always waiting
With crimson stained lips
With just a bit more life In her eyes

I am embracing evil in its most beautiful form
Is it love? Is it hate? Is it my hearts desperation?
I do not care, Cause more than likely
It’s simply all of the above

So into the bed of darkness and shame
I return every night, With open arms

Its summer now, And the sun bathed earth
Makes me feel so depressed, So enraged
Its beauty disgusting, Something I have learned to hate

My skin has turned pale, Like a dimly lit moon
My love for all but one, Is diminished, Is gone
My love for her, For sin, Is the only one

I lay down with her, For yet another night
With each kiss, caress, touch of the skin
There is little left, Of where my hearts been

And she came...
With crimson stained lips
Moving so perfect, So elegant and slow
Upon me she lay, Her eyes so full of life

I have embraced evil in its most seductive form
It is love, It is hate, It is my desperation
And I do not care, Cause I know for sure
Though she is death, Though it is mine

I will sacrifice blood and life...


So into the bed of darkness
Of shame
Of love
Of hate and desperation
I return one last time...

...With open arms

© Brett Windnagle, 2008
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This one is about a man who is haunted by a vampiric ghost who seduces him, and each night slowly take more and more of his life. Even though he knows what she is doing, He has become so infatuated where he just eventually accepts death. A good ol' succubus story I suppose smile.gif

Posted by: Eat-Sleep-andJam Jun 29 2008, 09:18 PM

Nice smile.gif

The feel gave me bad vibes, and I loved every minute of it biggrin.gif

It might be cool if you write one from the Ghosts perspective! smile.gif

Posted by: Ivan Milenkovic Jul 1 2008, 10:50 PM

Wow, you write great lyrics mate smile.gif

Posted by: Fran Jul 1 2008, 10:55 PM

Nice gothic story there Brett!

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