Immortal Death

Black velvet mask that hides my face
Concealing secrets of another time, another place
Cold eyes look out beneath this cowl
Watch the moon rise and hear the wolves howl

Haunted visions dance inside my mind
Young virgins happy, dancing, their beauty divine
I clench my fist and close my eyes
For my beauty and immortality on their death relies

Through me they shall live forevermore
As I bathe in their life and relish their gore
Tortured and tormented they yield to me
What they had is now mine eternally

Poem: © 1999 Karen Schnierer