Tips of her fingers touching wet grass
tears on leaves, sparkling, leaving this life
Smell of fresh forest shouting her class
Queen stepped down here to become wife ..
Human form, bleeding breed, she has become
Sacrificed immortality of her soul
For lust and sorrow screaming her blame
She listen no one, run to be whole
Come to me dark spirit walking on Earth
Take me with, hunt me if you wish so
To our lost souls bringing new birth
Just be with me, was request in howl...
Dark spirit glanced, on creatures plead
Catching her scent breathing her beat
You are not her, she can not bleed
Goddess, my love, is immortal seed
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