eye of v & the heart of jia

dark desire tis night, a song of darkness,
imp vent their howl. The thirsting one
stirs.

Curling wisps of death shrouds her pale form,
a brooding wrath.

Her raven hair cascades overpale and tragic shoulders, and her
full scarlet lips part slightly, to taste the
red tears streaming from the
pale flesh beneath
her.

Now a night of ecstasy,
I rise.

the taming of jiahesa, the love of ayava

the night falls with a silent sigh, soulless are we.
the god for which you lustflares once, then dies,
swept away by guilt.
all hope must end.

your passion throbs no more.
how could you hate me?
our dark emotions surround us, crying,
save us from ourselves.

READ MY LIPS

It is a night of dark desire, a song of
ethereal pain,
wolves vent their howls. The eternal one
awakes.

Mist shrouds her deathly form,
an everlasting agony.

Her ebon hair cascades over
fragile milk-white shoulders, and her
full crimson lips part slightly, to taste the
red tears streaming from the
pale flesh beneath
her.

Now a night of ecstasy,I thirst.