magical light in her eyes   in her eyes, in her eyes   ablooming beauty in her eyes   mistress with deep dark hair   arose from the mist of night   rose with her thorns   impaling sharp fingernails   nailing look with sparks in her look   ankles like swan's neck      temple of her face with curls of hair   obscures the surrounding world   inheritance from the ancients   venom and nectar at the same time   infinite by her traits   a sight for sore eyes      I live my life of leisure, for her   never ending journey, a trip to insanity   ecstasy and angel dust   naked, untamed   this is my conclusion   I'm driven to insanity      my life runs far too fast   afraid to be alone   never comfortable in crowd   tormented by myself   terrorised, horrorised   infernally mesmerised      reborn by that chantress   angel of ecstasy   tamed by her powers   angel with the seed   seed of blooming race