When the twilight’s scent fulfilled my breath And the bleeding sun in agony deceased Fearful eclipse replaced the light Only her beauty was enchantingly bright
Like bewitched angels in trance Even the shadows bowed to serve For not even their grandiose darkness Could not smother the flame of her verve
Through her cadaverous fancy I swept As on the somber sky the full moon wept Before her spells on my knees I fell Condemned in bleakest depths to dwell
“Oh, raven-eyed enchantress, Let thy lips adhere unto mine!” In her seductive powers entwined Her malice I could not divine
In silky ethereal bosom she drowned the fairy light That stirred the lewd desire in my lost dreary sight
The darkness fell and she threw the spell Upon my moonlit skies So deep was her kiss, as the fevered bliss That burned in my glistening eyes
The dimmest shadows crooned And the pleasure flared behind her disguise As fierce as the wanton desire That glowed between her thighs
Grotesque silhouettes danced In the night filled with such narcotic grace I sunk in her glamorous fondness Then she vanished without a trace
No fairness shone in her eyes When she like death appeared again Then at last I realized… But my soul crept down agonized
“Art thou pleased, Spectral Queen? I drew up thy illusion’s crown For I’ve noticed too late The nocturnal breed in thy frown.”
The mockery dripped from her lips red as wine As she gloated me bleed I knew – her curse became mine
The ether droned so dismal As my tears drenched the soil For her black-feathered wings carried my cries Among the raven skies