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How darkened are your temples

And your hands so heavy and cold

Like a wreath of raven’s black feather

Your dying beauty unfolds.

Was that you I embraced so ardent

Was that me who was draining your breath?

Me and her married in a cold fever

A greeting with mayhem and death.

A hazard - of passions unfolding

A calling - a shriek from the crypts

A bloodshed - of wraths overwhelming

A downfall - the final eclipse.

Under the flickering lightning

Your eyes staring so sad and old

And death’s cold embrace overshadows

The ruins of fairies untold.

Was that you I embraced so ardent

Was that me who was draining your breath?

Me and her married in a cold fever

A greeting with mayhem and death.