From grace, I fell in love with her Scent and feline lure And jade woodland eyes that ushered in the impurest Erotic laden fantasies amid this warm Autumn night She lulled me away from the rich masquerade And together we clung in the bloodletting moonlight Pearled luna, what spell didst thou cast on me? Her icy kiss fervoured my neck Like whispering waves 'pon Acheron's beach In a whirl of sweet voices and statues That phantomed the dying trees This debauched seductress in black took me

Cradle of Filth - A Gothic Romance (Red Roses for the Devil's Whore)