Unholy Dance

As the hour comesShe opens uplike beautiful rare flowerBlood offered, desire takenShe looks through blue glassA white witch of my spiritbathes in the black riverof her blood.I feel sacrificedShe feels only the nightthat turned into a dance.The key to immortalityfalls into my handMy whole existenceis taken by this scene.Unfulfilled souls gatherto watch as she bitesmy feeding hand.We unite in the sweettasting dream of enlightmentDawn find this world quiet,cold and unbearable...