Vultures, thirteen white eyed nymphs with
The frozen echo of a young wind enraged
Shadows of a cobweb torn down
Memories of rhymed lines like poems of life
King Seal`s soul
His nightfall, last of four nights
Fallin` of stars in delusion
Cliff shadows, raven`s old bright wings
Black eyes lie lurkin`
Hail to the dead bridegroom
That night carryin` lorn cobweb
Memories in silence came back to me
My Prince born through vulture`s bad bites
On a frozen pond flanked by two oak trees
From ancient times
My Vampire, he has black swan`s hearts
Velvet eyes, misty signs which can, oh!
Mesmerize my face`s moon,
Shini` and glowin` face of night
Layin` on my bed of lilies
Firefliesm cries and grim life: I left my flesh