Sometimes I say things that don't really make sense to me either.
'Here strolls the blackened sky with me, myself and I...'
Her Presence Covered in Mist"Her Presence Covered in Mist"Her Presence Covered in Mist by AnnoraW
Her pallor gleams under the midnight skies,
her beauty indescribable,
wrapped by the nocturnal mist, on the cold ground she lies,
so pure and dreamy, to human's flesh unreachable
Devils in orchestra played symphonies of Hell to her,
admiring her figure, for her Death they linger,
the countess shall be killed, then again she'll rise,
the melody grows heavier as she slowly dies
Her presence is covered in mist,
through which she mourns to the darkened sky,
she's lost her soul the first time she was kissed
by an angel whose dark wings are too heavy to fly.
To Hell she'll go along with her loyal pipers,
nothing to infix the fear as a lovely, steadfast vipers,
an evil creature shall follow her as her slave,
to crawl for her and spread the poison in her cave,
to slay the beautiful, slice the roots of hope,
666 shall be her heal, no longer for the light she'll grope
'I shall take away the tranquility of the guiltless creatures,
and metamorphose it into the terror