• On this darkest of nights,
    we weep the crimson tears
    the very essence of our souls.
    Come and take away our mortal bounds,
    so that we might share our love forever
    in this darkest of nights.
    Bring forth their arrows and slings,
    nothing can touch our unholy union,
    not one of their tools of death can break our love everlasting.
    Isn't it quite interesting,
    that our tears of blood have made a world for ourselves,
    free of the suffering of others,
    a place where only our love can change the churning tides of fate?
    Only at the price...
    of our humanity.
    Seems like such a small price to pay,
    to feel your warm embrace forevermore...