Nocturnum Libidinem in Mortem
The ominous nocturne
morbid lust sweet infernal
justified by oblivion
death becomes the moon
Caw of thy familiars
gathered round embrace the gloom
as the winds caress malevolence
with sighs of lamentation
Spurious the sentiment
her pale manifestation
luring melancholy too alluring
acquired taste of sorrow
Immersed within this darkest night
there is no tomorrow
only grey escape the draping shroud
of solace woe begotten
The ominous nocturne
morbid lust
sweet
infernal
justified
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