The deep crimson tears of a love once told,
Cast shadows in my heart of the memories of old.
Where once we walked, amidst dreams of the damned.
My heart in your soul, your love in my hand.
In the ebony of night where the mortals fear to tread,
My memories of love, raise you from the dead.
Arise from your tomb, my lover heed my call,
Our blissful embrace unfolds a story to enthrall.
Persecuted by the masses for a love we held dear,
Witch hunts and houndings to sate the mortals' fear.
They killed you my love, a stake through your heart,
They left me to live, my soul wrenched apart.
Revenge is my leader and passion my guide,
I vow once again to stand tall as your bride.
If it takes an enternity, then that I will spend,
Transforming the masses, our love to transcend.
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