Black Lace
At the swift stroke of the clock
And the disappearance of the sun
The night had begun to fall
The land grew dark
Hidden in the stark, bleakness of Nights black snow
Ribbons of raven fell from the sky
Blanketing the light from human eyes
At this late hour
Something awoke
A romantic creature of sorts
His deep purple eyes
And long, dark hair
Would perhaps be a quelled fright to you
His garments of black
And rose-budded scent
Could make your heart rush and throb at queue
The sway of his silky clothes
And the sound of his intimate voice
Can wrap your body in sweat
And fill you, perhaps, with mental desires of passionate lust
For his leisurely ways and untarnished face
Will surely drive you mad
He has a graceful step
When he is on the hunt
For something that you would think wrong
At the sight of a pure maiden
His heart skips a beat
And his blood begins to rush to his head
Distrought he becomes
Lusting for her blood
Her crimson, red, flowing blood in her neck
Pumping through her veins
The sight of it - enticing him more
Until he can't bare it anymore
He walks to this maiden
And lightly kisses her cheek
Binding her soul and making her weak
He slides a hand to her waist
Gently touching her skin
Her body excited at his touch
Aching for just a bit more of him...
His hands slowly creep
Touching every curve
Making her weak
Making her tremble
Silently wish, "please, just a bit more..."
His fingers brush her neck
Making her wince
His lips grow ever closer
Needy and thick
Fangs protrude from his mouth
Milky and white
But soon become stained
With the vile delight of pure maiden's blood
His tongue makes the wound wet
As blood drips down the sides of his dangerous mouth and fangs
Moments later, he's gone
Leaving her all alone
A never fleeting feeling
That she is now alone
His voice still echoes in her ears
From that time on
She has no fears
For late at night
A vampire is near
With a kiss of death
You will not fear
For now and eternity you are bound
To the Black Lace of night's cover
Forever is near
by Majime
At the swift stroke of the clock
And the disappearance of the sun
The night had begun to fall
The land grew dark
Hidden in the stark, bleakness of Nights black snow
Ribbons of raven fell from the sky
Blanketing the light from human eyes
At this late hour
Something awoke
A romantic creature of sorts
His deep purple eyes
And long, dark hair
Would perhaps be a quelled fright to you
His garments of black
And rose-budded scent
Could make your heart rush and throb at queue
The sway of his silky clothes
And the sound of his intimate voice
Can wrap your body in sweat
And fill you, perhaps, with mental desires of passionate lust
For his leisurely ways and untarnished face
Will surely drive you mad
He has a graceful step
When he is on the hunt
For something that you would think wrong
At the sight of a pure maiden
His heart skips a beat
And his blood begins to rush to his head
Distrought he becomes
Lusting for her blood
Her crimson, red, flowing blood in her neck
Pumping through her veins
The sight of it - enticing him more
Until he can't bare it anymore
He walks to this maiden
And lightly kisses her cheek
Binding her soul and making her weak
He slides a hand to her waist
Gently touching her skin
Her body excited at his touch
Aching for just a bit more of him...
His hands slowly creep
Touching every curve
Making her weak
Making her tremble
Silently wish, "please, just a bit more..."
His fingers brush her neck
Making her wince
His lips grow ever closer
Needy and thick
Fangs protrude from his mouth
Milky and white
But soon become stained
With the vile delight of pure maiden's blood
His tongue makes the wound wet
As blood drips down the sides of his dangerous mouth and fangs
Moments later, he's gone
Leaving her all alone
A never fleeting feeling
That she is now alone
His voice still echoes in her ears
From that time on
She has no fears
For late at night
A vampire is near
With a kiss of death
You will not fear
For now and eternity you are bound
To the Black Lace of night's cover
Forever is near
by Majime
