In this grand hall;
Of Blood;Wine & Sacrifice. A divine spirit. A free soul.
A warrior, poet Incarnate does slumber.
Razor tongue; Serpent spoken.
Spiritually woven, toxic and pure.
Zombified; Mystified; Eternal.

Where a criminal moon, escapes the ever judging sun.
Forces intwined, coagulating within the mind.
A stain of life.
Seen here, within her sleep.
Dreaming, in slumber.