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• Artiste: Cauldron
• Titre: Entry Number 161914
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In the twilight of morning I rest my weary eyes The benefits of the nights bounty are many My soul has been redeemed I miss my love tonight Hiding behind the figure I cannot bear to face That of a dead prophet and his beast of burden Skin soft and white eyes fire and ice Just as I recall no longer than nine score She is a feast from the gods fit for a prince Her stature set in blackness Behold my cold embrace Those left alone will be alone My mortal heart shall beat again Like it did ten thousand years ago I will have her she is mine Rise of the sun my test of time When shadows fall on unholy ground It is time to sleep feast again Forbidden blood can only taste this sweet Not like the others raw meat Symbolic arrow that pierces my heart Takes the shape of a wooden stake Now I am the one crucified by desire for her mortal soul I would give my own entitlement for her sins alone But that is not the nature of the beast I am denied I will have her she is mine Rise of the sun my test of time When shadows fall on unholy ground I will make her mine in time now I must sleep