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• Artiste: Twilight Ophera
• Titre: Night Beholds The Supreme Clandestine
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Firestorms and lightning flare the black-red sky, Like heavens burn by the grandous flame As malevolent rain swipes my vindictive face, I saw her standing beyond the turnished grave Desire licks my elated heart with rapid impulse of acquisitive blood She turns around and interrupts the breath, Violently I sense her dismay inside I grasp the poisonous air of hunger and grave She disguises herself in the shield of shadows, But luminous moonlight reveals her hideout. Night beholds the supreme clandestine and whispering voices ensnare her to step on my side I nail her frighten eyes with my glance and mesmerised she was, lost her chance I lay her down on the ebony podium and savour the scent of velvet skin As candles draw shadows to her luscious nakes body I rise my gleaming blade like beast inside I rage Sin and disgrace engrave the flesh of aroused whore Enchantment of malice rivalry between lust and scorn My reflection in the drop of blood, the bizarre bounce of impervious Seducer So cruel that fall has such beauty, in spectacle where soul raptured from the tormented body