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My dark soul has found another

My painful past has found a mate

A linkage of death on our arm

We love in blood and hate



Blonde hair fallen on a shoulder

Grey eyes that remind me of a storm

A storm inside of forgotten ones

The ones that are outside of norms



We’re the purest, and our blood is so

Loathing those who have been touched

I love him with my blackest magic

I sex him with my bleakest thoughts



I use a vortex to see this world

Wearing black, to show my heart

He understands this; he loves me

And the darkness we are a part



Killing dirty magicians

And all of their non-magic kin

We’ll never give up this chance for blood

Never give up this sin



And I love my elegant swan

To share our sweat and blood and sex

He knows the crow calls for him

To protect the swan from hex



Come to me, white wings ablaze

I’ll bring you my nightmares

Let you see all of my pain

I know you are unaware



You cause just as much as the next

So, I must stop this now, my light

I must go find what is godly

I need to regain my sight