This is the Melancholia anthem
This is the voice of Cold
Beauty screams sharp
Nails hammered in the hips
Blood on the hills
Skins whiter than the nothing
Eternal melodies
Benign spells
Dark strokes
Joyous teardrops
Lavender-like hair
Unintelligible smiles
Blue eyes widen on the pitch night
Maidens made up of dreams and hopes
Princes of elegance
Gentle ballads of silence
And sharp CANINES
I would flee with you
My friends, my lovers
In the ever-dying sun lands
Whereby the sunset is eternal
Overthere, where we remember and wait
In the country of breathing sequoias
Among the foggy hills
Give me the keys
The keys for the castle
The castle where you hide
Show me your soul oh Perfect
Touch my heart oh the One
The dark warms our cold limbs
The red life keep us awaken
Our women's bodies are paradyse
And our silver mansions are ecstasy
Here, there, ambered dreams take place
And high fly the crows
(is there wine, in the calices?)
my own Vampyres Ode
sound good dude
are you a vampire?
- it might have. or maybe it's me it happened to?
"getting this inner sphere violated by a stranger is a painful"
- who said it was a stranger? in most cases it's not...
I'm just used hanging around people who respect the fact that most girls have some kind of excperience of abuse... and don't trvialize it.
though I understand that it's ignorance and not malice that make people joke about it, or trivialize it...
so, no offence taken. just... show some tact.
and I read the poem, but i guess my engligh is to poor, cause i don't really get it. but it sound beautiful either way, and that's perhaps the most important thing...