Kiss thy crimson lips
make like a rose and die
pedals of pink to black of night
Take me home I beg of thee
Take me
return me to my forest of black
to live with other creatures like me
and never look back
My blessed angel of dark
with halo of ashes
If thine weary dagger shall stabeth thee
swear underoath to avenge the death of me
Chosen angel of the forest of night
join me in this sacred fight
for evil has a new teammate
Thine dark princess shall never desecrate
cryptic love letter written in red wine
and sealed with a tear of flesh
now you are mine
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem