Max Corvus Tenebrus
Max Corvus Tenebrus Poems
|1.||My Lost Love||2/27/2012|
|3.||To My Black Rose||2/27/2012|
|4.||The Unknown Maiden||2/27/2012|
|7.||Requiem To Darkness||2/27/2012|
|9.||The Green Eyes||2/27/2012|
|10.||Eros & Tanathos||2/27/2012|
|13.||Drunk Of Love||2/27/2012|
|18.||The Night Stalker||2/27/2012|
|20.||The Wolf's Lullaby||2/27/2012|
|21.||A Sound Of Thunder||2/27/2012|
Comments about Max Corvus Tenebrus
People are talking
Mortals are walking
Voices were singing
The death bells are ringing.
In my eyes,
Your fear is coming true
In my veins
I bare a dropp of you
My pale face
Will take your final breath,
My cold lips
Will bring you sweetest death.
You're my sweet desire
And you know
That I am a vampire.
To Anne Rice
In the land far away, many years ago,
Lived a gorgeous woman, black from top to toes,
To her castle dark and high, in my days of yore,
I used to come and sing to her Le Chanson d'amour.
Beneath the window with my guitar, to her I sang a song,
She was mine and I was hers, that love was fierce and strong,
But in my bliss I didn't know that something was so wrong,
Death took her away, but to me, I wept, she had to belong.