Look on the dais
For where she lays
A heart once pure
Darkens and decays
Upon her brow
The lady sleeps
Within her eyes
Her dreams do dwell
From whence she speaks
Her lips so vile
For in her breathe
A scent most foul
Awakened by a thirst not quenched
She rises, filled with hunger
Tis Thy life’s blood, that she shall drain
And thou shalt be no longer
In blood she drinks
In death she sleeps
Time is in abundance
And of no consequence
In Immortality's curse forever...
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