Enslavement Of Beauty

All dressed with horror but still so fucking beloved
The queen of darkness, the empress of thoughts
All swept in tears I awoke and beheld
She was indeed a sight for sore eyes
The raven painted my heart with a daemons blood
I fell asleep in a cradle of immortal art
Though I saw an angel flee from the high tower of God
Curiously I beheld the darkness ripping the heavens apart
Then I subconsciously left this world
Another journey through a point of bliss
A darker landscape filled with horror
Horror dissimilar to the one I used to know
The raven painted my heart with a daemons blood
I fell asleep in a cradle of immortal art
She embraced me gently as we drowned in flames
And chose to burn beside me
We were the darkness forever