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Through the darkest abyss

of my soul,

Where our hearts

of violence

do lie

a romance

that can never be whole,

In crypts of sorrow

love's decay.

And Oh, the beauty in taking her life

In this dance of ecstasy,

Weaving webs of darkness

As I crawl into

Her souless grave

To be/bleed

Free!

I clutch at her hair, pulling her closer,

my desire for her, overwhelming.

I am lost in the memory of our love,

as though I'm drowning

I take her again and again,

I feel part

Of her spirit begin

to slip away

When at last I am spent,

I lay there heaving

Into the darkness

My heart of violence!

Forever free!