"Damn me Father, for I must sin..."
Four centuries of this damned immortality
Yet, I did not ask to be made. Why?
I will never again know your sun upon my face
Or the confront of a grief
I am not alive and I am not dead
This is hell on earth
How could be possibly explain this ether width?
When I can do nothing, but sit by
As my loves grow old and wither
And every each of them, take a fragment of my heart
And prolong this ether router
It is October's perpetual agony
It is the shadow realm
Father, please forgive him
For he knows not what to do
With every victim I pray, pray for my own death
And as much as I love the night
I curse the moon's eerie glow
This bloodlust that drags me to forever
The toxic rays of dawn condemn me to limbo
I am encouraged to dwell in grey autumn twilights
I am suspended in dusk