And the grace of the night
To our black heart romance
Hair fall of black. Eyes don't look back
Pale skin and cold. Lying in her fold
My eyes burned with her horror
She came, she saw, she took anything she liked
They fell, they screamed, they wept but they died
From hands of the abhorrer
Amourous when she is feeding
We are hers when we are bleeding
My heart shen can stealThe love that we feel