Celestia The Fragrance Of The Dead Rose
A part of her life has now faded. Slowly her eyes have
been closed. this sweet poison has flowed in her veins.
She still has this silver chalice in her hands. A picture
of a Romantic Beauty stands on the wall. A Breath of
Death and Cold Darkness invades this crypt. This silent
Atmosphere lacerates myself. The sweet young creature is
now completely asleep. My Lips start to kiss her virgin
flesh. I feel the forbidden pleasures growing in me. I
start to cut the flesh of this insert asleep body. This
Cold red Blood starts to flow. A bloody Alliance is
signed. My fingers slowly penetrate the mouth of the
sleeping mistress. She has now totally possessed myself.
I rape Death. I am totally devoted to her. The candles
burn. death has taken me in her arms. Unraped Darkness. I
feel the charming dominant power of her dead corpse. I
will also fall asleep for eternity with her, for her and
for her blood.
