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Queen of seduction, ruler of another sphere. |
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Drowned in my secret ocean, no-one knows where. |
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A journey into depths of the long lost empire, the landscapes of |
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Fhinstha, the world of the vampires. |
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To a time where history has never been written, to a place only accessed by those of our kindred bitten. |
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You all know the signs, |
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You have all seen them before. |
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In places most secret where evil is adored. |
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I drank your |
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Blood as you tasted mine, the finest aroma of long lay down wine. |
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Your soul even darker than it's ever been before, long enough |
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I've waited for the one |
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I always adored... ...come ...forever more |
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I drank your |
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Blood as you tasted mine, |
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Your lips so sweet, like a shiver down my spine. |
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Even colder than my journey through the sea of ice. |
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A seductive breeze, a succubus in a human disguise. |
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Your hair was blacker than the feathers of ravens just a moment ago, but now it's turned to even brighter than |
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December's frosty snow. |
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Your mouth is silent, but your hand points at the castle soon to be mine. |
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You'll stand proud in thy glory and all that shimmers inside will be thine. |
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I drank your |
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Blood as you passed the line, your filthy claws like razors down my spine. |
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Leaving wounds more nasty than lust's red gash, |
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Passionately inflicted in an intemperate, livid flash. |
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Howling - the words of wolves, barking at the fullmoon light |
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Evil - The most beautiful things that ever ever been seen at night. |
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Blood - Sharp teeth, tongues of lust, hunting for the innocent pray, |
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Desire - hidden behind sweet scarlet lips... ...eyes too sore to face the light of day. |
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Queen of seduction, ruler of another sphere. |
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Drowned in my secret ocean, no-one knows where. |
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A journey into depths of the long lost empire, the landscapes of |
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Fhinstha, the world of the vampires. |
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To a time where history has never been written, to a place only accessed by those of our kindred bitten. |
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Your hair was blacker than the feathers of ravens just a moment ago, but now it's turned to even brighter than |
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December's frosty snow. |
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Your mouth is silent, but your hand points at the castle soon to be mine. |
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You'll stand proud in thy glory and all that shimmers inside will be thine. |
