I love you my warrior

This poem I write in the stars
Will make your sins remain in your veins
From the ashes to dust
I come to your darkness
To feed my black heart with your grief
Its delight my rage

So innocent like a flower

Ingeni egregia facinora sicut anima immortalia sunt
Ingenii amor neminem umquam divitem facit
Incertum est quo te loco mors exspectat; itaque tu illam omni loco exspecta
Inde irae et lacrimae
In Venere simper certan dolor et gaudium
In vino veritas
Imago animi sermo est
Imo pectore
Impedit ira animum ne possis cernere verum
Ignis quo claror fulsit citius exstinguitur

In your divine blood,
I'd crave your darkest gift
In your scars
I'd wake up your dread
The crystal tears you weep,
I'd taste them all

We wake up when twilight touch us
Our rapture of hunger is dancing in our bloody eyes
We lurked in the shadows
No one will see us in the light nor in the darkness
We erase every taint in our endlessly path
Our immortality is dead and bury it in lacuna

Remember, my Vampire Knight
You may be the enigma to the world
But still your asylum will drown in arms of victom
Soon you will let the nightmares gain every temptation you had it
Your rage will rise above the abyss
Ray of your beauty in reflection
We'll shatter every image in the mirror
Your doom will be in our hands
Like your wilt roses in gloomy garden

Relish in every pain you hunt
Worship the pleasure you conquer
Drink every night bloody wine to embrace your black heart
Give the angles the kiss of death
Put them in the cradle
Hear their last silent cry
Sing them the hymn for the last time...
Flail every their fragment of wings into dust

Long ago, when our souls danced wild by lake
We used to feel their fervent
Once we used to errant in the valey
Where we used to run and scream for joy

But now we let the dusk abuse us
Our memories are now lock deep down in the shelter of tomb
The place, where our names bleed in our epitaph
No one seems to crave to taste our lives
We are always alone
we enjoy in every moment of silence
we don't forsaken every moment of danger

Close your eyes, my Vampire Knight
Embrace our dead dreams
Sink our bittersweet hearts
Suck our venom bloods
Paint your pale lips with it
Touch our sacrament
(Forever we are in your heart
We'll follow your shadow)

Candles are weeping in our sweetest pain and dissapear
Whisper of wind is crawling under our shroud
We torn our crimson roses in flame's heart
Just in time to flay your grace
To shade all the tantrum you hold it dearly
And just in time to turn your soul into macabra

Omnia risus, omnia pulvis, et omnia nil est, omnes una manet nox.