He called me: lover, come to my silk bed,
Expect to feel my fangs, receive my bite;
Expect to feel my fangs, receive my bite;
I rushed to him, awaiting to be bled,
In our ecstatic union, all the night.
In our ecstatic union, all the night.
A trade in blood affirming our bond,
My life extracted slowly, drop by drop,
A pact of pure pleasure, I fain respond,
With little time, I beg him not to stop,
But moonlight lost in heaven far above,
A curse of night, as darkness fades away,
And quickly dawn evaporates my love,
The shadows sharpen; thus proclaiming day.
Forsook and denied immortality,
I re-demand to gain eternity.
I re-demand to gain eternity.
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