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Deep darkness descends
Upon the tiring world of men
As we wake, a thousand moons
Opening and blotting the night sky.
The horizons of each scene,
Searching silently for our sleeping prey.
Hearts beat quicker and heavier,
Hastening our step.
We have no fear of the truth,
Our thirst boils up inside us-
We yearn for you warmth, your flesh, your blood.
My sweet-dying lover
And prepare to know Death’s cold caress
Mingling with the frozen touch of my lips.
Goodbye,
Farewell.