Transcend the Darkness Dust to Dust, 1000 Moons old, rebirthed in opposites.

Confined to this World of Shadows, a journey amongst the dead.

Free from the harm of time, feast on the crimson wine.



Uncontrollable feeding, I must go on.

Dormant by Day, arising at dark



Fly with me, into the moonlight, entranced by it's opaque twilight

It's calling to me, with radiant control.

I levitate for the Moon my soul.



(By Vampir Scorpios December 1994 Serpentlust Arts)