Ethereal Visions

In blood we are reborn,
To Darkness dwell eternity,
Mortal shell holds fast,
The soul's sorrow unending,
Pale hand beckons,
Taunting with touch familiar,
In dreams too terrible,
To beautiful to leave,
Death a haunted love,
Comforts the trembling soul.




Screaming echos off the walls,
Fists pound but nothing comes,
Blood runs between her fingers,
As the darkness obscures her sight,
Broken will runs like bloody tears,
Down pale ashen cheeks,
Darkness unending floods the mind,
As cold stone like fingers,
Reach taking hold to love.




Cries of profound sorrow,
Echo still in the night,
Cries of passion,
Of aches and lust,
For blood in the darkest hour,
Can bring no weary soul,
Salvation from the death.