My Bloody Valentine

In midnight's gloom, I wander all alone, Haunted by echoes carved in ancient stone. A spectral vision drenched in crimson light, My lover emerges, a phantom of the night. Her eyes burn deep with a sinister grace, Reflecting secrets time can never erase. My Bloody Valentine, born of decay, Where every heartbeat drifts further astray. The air is heavy with a scent of dread, While every whisper mourns the blood we've shed. Through corridors of ruin, bleak and stark, I cling to shadows to escape the dark. In twisted dreams, our souls merge in art, Where love and horror share a single heart. Beneath a sky of sorrow and despair, We waltz with ghosts in a forbidden affair. I taste the bitter kiss of sin so vile, As venom creeps, defiling every smile. Each drop of red proclaims a dream long dead, A scarlet elegy where torment is bred. In endless night, our hearts embrace the fire, Consumed by passion in a funeral pyre. Let darkness bind our souls into one, My Bloody Valentine, until life is undone.