With eyes of ash and a smile of knives.
She whispers in my ear when night descends,
"Come, embrace me; I am yours...
The same darkness flows in our blood".
Demons dance in a circle around me,
with sharp claws, scratching the walls of my mind,
"Undress from the light, in our embrace you will find sweet eternal sleep."
The voices scream, like a storm in the wilderness,
"Drown in the river of our black sorrow,
there, where the sun never rises, pain disappears, and death - a wedding"...
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