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FROST Black eyes of winter Hair long soft brown Cool of character Quick of wit Butcher the bodies with extreme skill Two dozen or so buried in a row Courteous and kind but murderer inside Life a secret Never existed Fuck the beauty Eat the bitch Smile slightly (Man I’ve got an itch) Boil silver in hand He is the evil in the land Mr. Frost pull me close Kiss me with your lips of honey Oh, such bliss, how you make me wait Deep penetration Slow torture Feed my senses Untitled Kiss me my love Feel my burning soul My heart is aflame with desire I speak soft whispers to you in the night Touch my body I tremble beneath your hand As your lips caress mine My body sings for you I dance for you Beg for you, all I need is you The first kiss sets me free A palace in your arms, A dream in your eyes How I long for you Dream lover come to me Let us feel the love deep inside me Our love, like the night, passionate and unexplored Be my explorer, be my conqueror Let me love you forever INSPIRATION I see a castle far away Its yours I see you in a window You stand so proud Your hands hold a candle The light burns bright through the black night I walk through your garden and scale your walls Just to reach you I can smell roses and decay Mixed with the spices of your spirit Wolves prowl your grounds But they are my friends They lead me to you Across your chamber You take me in your arms And kiss me my death Resistance Like fire and lightning He cleanses my soul He is freedom and possibility The sword of the adventurer Daring others to disagree Hunger rises in me Pangs of restlessness consume Salvation in dominion I wield him with voracious passion For the blood For the mind The moon and stars guide me On my path Let me feed from your strength Together we are eternal, defying We are resistance! SONG LYRICS Christened by fire blood and pain Describes the world today If you use your power Things will go your way Magic is the night Souls beckoned by your call Ghosts and ghouls call you master Feeding off your life Run from the light Curse the day Watch the people echo Unto the things you say Be blind to your control Kill the leader…Yeah Bleed the poison from your soul Feed it to the masses While charcoal bodies line the streets Fucking in pools of sorrow Eyes of darkness seek the flesh Look deep into pools of visions Their torn skin leaks their passion As yours rises higher Pangs of emotion please you Like victim’s death spasms Clean the blade with your tongue Encouraging incisions Bridge/chorus See the flesh split the seams As come explodes the senses Fevered threats of sanity Describing our damnation Their cover blown Now they run For the shelter of society We can beat them We can destroy them We can teach them to come on their faces Written while watching pump up the volume and listening to the news in a bad mood Damn the man!! VLAD TEPES Fuck me my vampire Fuck me my beast My body aches for you I feel the flames Set in moonlight Your eyes in caverns Dreams hold all The truth is held within Your hair touched my shoulder Black oceans fall down Oh night, oh lover Passionate kisses on hell’s edge Bring me sire, bring me lover Dark dreams set the mood You brought the wine I am the food Lick, touch, and bite hard Fuck me till I’m scarred I dream of you always Shed me Fuck me Auburn hair long soft and flowing Eyes that hypnotize Deep soul rests inside Breathe in lust Exhale death Sweet sent of decay Touch me with your power And when you’re done Do it again my love! A WINTER’S NIGHT By Oriana Landt Feb. 3, 2000 A winter’s night is my fondest dream A warm fire in a cabin surrounded by wilderness vast and aurorian sky Loving best together Sweat rolling from over worked skin Flesh pressed hard to wooden walls I cry out to him, clutching at him Pulling us to become one He comes to me Our spirits and minds joined in common goal To know one another completely To cherish and be cherished for all time We are twined together on this winter’s night I see him clearly as he pushes and pulls me Molding me to his need I make him bold and teach him hunger Our desire is timeless We forge our souls to one blade Perfect craftsmanship turns his steel molten Liquid rushing boiling never stopping I am the fire for his hearth and his hammer’s anvil Driving and pounding he works his metal And I add my own fluid to his On this winter’s night. |