Six Feet Under

Six feet under brown hard earth,
Dancing on my grave with hidden mirth
Smothered flame soul away to alight,
Dead eyes away to restore their sight.

Six feet under with no way out,
Waiting till I'm dug out by worshipper devout
Worshipper devout, wish it was you
With a soul like gold, never to be true.

My own soul lost, fled towards the horizon,
Yours to dig me out, waiting to wizen,
While follower toils away, I hoping that one day,
That this inconvenience, I will one day slay.

Six feet above with no way out,
In the above world, no listener to my shout,
Mother moon looks down, scolding my return,
Rays shine down on my skin, trying to burn.

Six years by ten, still eternally young,
A sorrowful lament, spouts from a single tongue,
My worshipper dead, my true love fled,
I look down at my dress; soaked with red.

Six years by ten, losing years fast,
Flashes of white, ghosts from my past,
Walk across my vision, the last sights I shall see,
I find my worshipper, in my deadened Hell to be.

Shielded Soul

Blue eyes, much too clear,
Too unreadable for me
Blue finds the real me.

First Kiss

As sweet and true as
true love's first kiss
a gesture so sweet
One never to go amiss
Thus as soft as the
waiting serpent's hiss
That is the sound
of true love's first kiss.

Angelic Reckonings

A sight, so bitterly sweet
meets one's unworthy eye
And as I feel my stolen heart beat
I make no defensive lie.

Blonde hair, like the bright bright sun,
Blue windows like sky to the soul,
A soul that flies, a soul to run,
A good, good soul,
But a soul with flecks,
As black as coal.

Arac's Ode to Serita

With eyes of endless night,

And hair like billowing flame,

This is a vampyre’s deadly delight,

This is the girl that shall never be tamed

Run Away

I hate this lonely place

and all of its rules it stands for

And its single only saving grace

Is that I won't be here never more

With smoke rising skyward black

I'll run away with feet like fire

And never look looking back

On my hell's lonely desire

Snake in Eden

Forbidden to love one more
While the previous still in place
Even when my very core
Hate's the newly's handsome face.

I love him more as my hate for him grows,
While the other will love me for me,
Both, for my heart, are equal foes,
But from both I simply want to be free.