Her unshakable belief in a blissful afterlife
allowed her to meet her quietus without the
slightest tinge of fear or regret

Onyx clouds blinded the sky
It was time for her to die!
The stage was set in blood!
This dark story ends tonight

In his mind, blood came before anything else
Come my sweet black goddess join me in feast
Dark candle light then erase her dying sight
After hours of torment for her breath ceased

His hate greatly accelerated during and after vicious pogroms
against the bitch that treated him immorally

To the black count swore
He would kill this whore

Her dreams present a phantasmagoria of pains and suffering
Cursed together their dreams become their one own weakling

Conjouring up a cold dark ritual needed to complete this curse
Leaving her there to die in her blood will complete this verse

O sweet beauty I wish I could spare your life
I hope this gift will let you see how much my love you mean to me
You see I am flawed and hate hurting you
more than anything in the world
Yet nothing pleases me more than killing you with this knife

Ebony died in macabre twilight
Salvation will take all flight

It seems too macabre to suggest that she was a mourner at another funeral stricken down suddenly on the platform and promptly buried!

Without her my twisted soul can no longer fly
Cannot see, darkness rips at my blinding eyes

He gazes in her eyes while she lies dead in a bloody mess
under bright full moon
Beautiful colored scarlet with a purple eye in pairs that close
in the afternoon

Gazing at the scene of the bloody savagery
Killing You Was The Solution To My Misery

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