We entered Winter once again,
naked, freezing from my breath;
Neath the lid all limbs tucked away.
This coffin is your abode from now.
And onwards
your body is mine to avail.
Such a tragic sight you are..
Slave under my Creed,
spurring me with those tears,
I am beyond death,
midst a dreaming affinity.
Saving strength now, faint whispers
come erotic communion in its splendour.
Fever mirrored ghosts,
night time consolation, cross the line,
draw murder into art,
sleep inside through days,
in the wake of this relief
shivering, longing for more
Insanity at it's peak.
Love me to my death,
lost are days of Spring.
You sighted and let me in.
Keep the beast inside,
shackled within my hide.
Screaming out too late,
losing to my hate,
grew together with your skin
and paced the trails of sin.
Your gaze covered with virgin snow:
rigid features.
It's the shallow deeds who is to blame.
Deafening shrieks pierced the night..,
a step from oblivion,
moving into the dim lightsm
hiding within a reverie.
It was worth it for the wait alone..