Entry Number 161914 Lyrics

In the twilight of morning I rest my weary eyes
The benefits of the nights bounty are many
My soul has been redeemed I miss my love tonight
Hiding behind the figure I cannot bear to face
That of a dead prophet and his beast of burden
Skin soft and white eyes fire and ice
Just as I recall no longer than nine score
She is a feast from the gods fit for a prince

Her stature set in blackness
Behold my cold embrace
Those left alone will be alone
My mortal heart shall beat again
Like it did ten thousand years ago
I will have her she is mine
Rise of the sun my test of time
When shadows fall on unholy ground
It is time to sleep feast again
Forbidden blood can only taste this sweet
Not like the others raw meat

Symbolic arrow that pierces my heart
Takes the shape of a wooden stake
Now I am the one crucified by desire for her mortal soul
I would give my own entitlement for her sins alone
But that is not the nature of the beast I am denied
I will have her she is mine
Rise of the sun my test of time
When shadows fall on unholy ground
I will make her mine in time now I must sleep