mirankambic

Chapter one:
Nothing will keep us apart
We could have them all
If our desire tore free
Our union is one, sweet, sinful Eve...

Chapter two:
Oh, how I have craved for you
You so pure and other-worldly with your scent of Winter
Am I to bleed myself dry just to see your delight?

Chapter three:
Archangel, snare the flesh
Suck dry the bleeding wound
Leave me lifeless and broken
My beloved...