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Thy mighty Words, Vampyric Mater, Queen of the Undead, still evoke my Mind" Soon my Enchantress shall be Seraphimto my Throne, built of Immortality" As Spy in Darkness I see the weak Creaturebreak the Shadows falling on Her Grave My Bloodthirst is of the Wolves,who gather - what Pride - to an impressive Parade The Purity of the Wintermoonstrengthens me whilst Vengeance is mine My hunting Fangs - his Mirror of mortal Decay His Blood drips down like the Grains in Reaper's Sandglass...the once naked Flowers dress! Ecstatic Love or bitter Tragedy? Out of a whirling Storm my Bride ascends" Thou were mine, Thou art mineand Thou shall be mine throughout all Eternities!" Now I touch Thy marble Breasts, shall enchant Thy secret Gardenand drown in the Lakes of Thy ("my") Beauty" So reunite with me and feel the Passion Thou get crowned with through my Vampyre Kiss..."
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