(Inspired by Stephenie Myers' Twilight)
Tonight I burn for thee my mortal angel
In this darkest hour with thee I shall dwell
Burning in my scorching thirst, inhaling that sweet torture
Embracing the flickering flames as if there shall be no future
Though parched my veins, lusting for thy bloody wine
Drenched in thy sweet breath I die a thousand times
Yet I born again from the very ashes to suffer again
To adore thee with my frozen heart and dried veins
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