Rich tapestries of anguish Painted lilac by the Moon Liche motes of dust carouse about Their silent, violent scenes of doom This perilous fort perched on a crag In forested mountain gloom Flickers with light, the candles drag Midnight will be here soon By their eerie glow The windows leer on a vast horizon The fallen snow below is lying still My soul burns cold Wolves advance on the frozen courtyard Their yearning fold Cry out for blood to spill I walk these jagged battlements That call to foreign shores Majestic in death I grieve no stolen breath Just whet eternal appetites With the squirming Of all life-affirming flesh Hunger must be fed Evening has come undressed And blessed with her delicacies I now confess, I am possessed The night runs cavalcade Fast past this masquerade Whispered wings and twisted veins Amidst the pain And the mist it hangs With the kiss of dying Buried in the throats of prey Fog-ridden, eyes aflame We shun the light of day Exalt Ex Sanguine Draculae Ex Sanguine Draculae Not a phantom haunting graves I'm a curse supreme Imperious to all save for my brides Those most beauteous of graces Furies, gorgon sisters three I feel the weight of ages In their unreflective eyes Siren wiles beguile All sin and mystery Born sworn selenophiles To high tidal, never idle lunacies Drink deep and we shall see Our thirst is quenched, the furnace yearns The dark unfurls its charms Midnight ignites, the sight returns The world curls in our outstretched palms Sharply nailed Beasts obeisant, spells so ancient Feast lycanthropy These gifts persist where devils kiss Where angels fear to dare the bliss And love and death clasp tight indeterminably Murder in these veins seeking sweet gestation Peace and sanctity in the passage of evil Thus by the crack of doom The fiery dawn that splits the heavens Towards the tomb We creep sated and free I am the warring Mars Allayed by Venus in the velvet cosmos The whoring stars Stray again this eve for me I sleep beneath the castle Governed by my coven's keep Majestic in death I grieve no stolen breath Just whet eternal appetites With the squirming Of all life-affirming flesh Hunger must be fed The night runs cavalcade Fast past this masquerade Whispered wings and twisted veins Amidst the pain And the mist it hangs With the kiss of dying Buried in the throats of prey Fog-ridden, eyes aflame We shun the light of day Exalt Ex Sanguine Draculae Ex Sanguine Draculae Ex Sanguine Draculae