Theatres des Vampires - Carmilla

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Carmilla

Her black shadow at the foot of your bed
Her pure white dress you can feel her on your breast
You can't stop her in the coils of her sweet spell
You can feel her she's so close to your heart
 
Every night after tolling of last bell
Silent coming languid, graceful into a trance
 
You can't stop her, no, you can't talk, can't escape
No more whispers. no more sorrow no more pain
 
Carmilla, comes to me
Mircalla, I want you
Carmilla, she comes to you
 
Mircalla, I want your screams
 
Now I see you at the foot of my bed
Your pure white dress is a one great scarlet stain
I can't stop you in the coils of your sweet spell
I can feel you, you're so close to my heart
 
She comes to bring the sorrow
She is like a cold embrace
She murmurs words of madness
She comes to bring the death
 
“You are mine, you shall be mine “
she says…”love will
have its sacrifices..”
“there’s a coldness beyond her years,
in her smiling endless melancholy,
the refusal to afford you the least ray of light”
You see her under the moon shadow,
Standing near the feet of your bed,
In her lacy white dress
Bathed, from her chin to her feet,
In one great scarlet stain.
 
She says again…
“there’s no
sacrifice without blood”
 
Submitted by Guest on Mon, 17/01/2011 - 14:56
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