She hungered as the taste of life expired mortality
Beads of rose drip in search for more
As the shards of light shone upon her skin
Almost taking her down
The amber glow of quieted mourning
Escaping dust defuse her lust
She would rise again
Smiling as the coffin locks
And the dark shadows entice a euphoric slumber
Parlor is she under the white satin
Where shall the next victim find her?
Surely in the
starry nights that doth come
Under the full glow of the growling moon
She absorbed the lives that at once become afterlife
She smiles and waits
This the bitten cold code of her thirsty curse
