Queen of seduction, ruler of another sphere.
Drowned in my secret ocean, no-one knows where. A
journey into depths of the long lost empire, the
landscapes of Fhinstha, the world of the vampires.
To a time where history has never been written, to
a place only accessed by those of our kindred
bitten.

You all know the signs, You have all seen them
before. In places most secret where evil is
adored.

I drank your Blood as you tasted mine, the finest
aroma of long lay down wine. Your soul even darker
than it's ever been before, long enough I've
waited for the one I always adored...

...come ...forever more

I drank your Blood as you tasted mine, Your lips
so sweet, like a shiver down my spine. Even colder
than my journey through the sea of ice. A
seductive breeze, a succubus in a human disguise.

Your hair was blacker than the feathers of ravens
just a moment ago, but now it's turned to even
brighter than December's frosty snow. Your mouth
is silent, but your hand points at the castle soon
to be mine. You'll stand proud in thy glory and
all that shimmers inside will be thine.
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I drank your Blood as you passed the line, your
filthy claws like razors down my spine. Leaving
wounds more nasty than lust's red gash,
Passionately inflicted in an intemperate, livid
flash.

Howling - the words of wolves, barking at the
fullmoon light Evil - The most beautiful things
that ever ever been seen at night. Blood - Sharp
teeth, tongues of lust, hunting for the innocent
pray, Desire - hidden behind sweet scarlet lips...

...eyes too sore to face the light of day.

Queen of seduction, ruler of another sphere.
Drowned in my secret ocean, no-one knows where. A
journey into depths of the long lost empire, the
landscapes of Fhinstha, the world of the vampires.
To a time where history has never been written, to
a place only accessed by those of our kindred
bitten.

Your hair was blacker than the feathers of ravens
just a moment ago, but now it's turned to even
brighter than December's frosty snow. Your mouth
is silent, but your hand points at the castle soon
to be mine. You'll stand proud in thy glory and
all that shimmers inside will be thine.