POEMS OF THE DARK

In the moonlight I weep
the beauty of the sight
my tears taste so sweet
it is a beautiful night
the stars in the sky above
the oceans so dark below
in the moonlight I weep
the beauty of the bright.

The color of the rose
as same as the wine
had the blood of those
once victims of mine.
Now I let you sleep
to dream in your bed
I only bite and leap
I`ll never leave you dead.
For whom could stand the thought
the loss of human life
when peace cannot be bought
and your mate is cold as ice.

How I wish there could be
a fairy from below
a princess for me
with skin as white as snow.
A queen of the night
a lady from hell
who doesn´t praise the light
in darkness loves to dwell.

Soon, I will put the story about Shar´ak on my site!