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Red tis the color of the passion of our life's flow
Red we all bleed ah but how that color I need so
For tis in the red of a mortal's veins there I find
That which I take, painlessly till ecstasy does climb
So silently, ever so quietly do I slip ore thy windowsill
To press my form aside thy own upon satin sheets till
Fingers extend from my porcelain fine hand, seeking seeking
Out the silky strands that upon thy pillow are spread peeking
Out of the shadows of thy room in the sheerest moonlight
Ah tis sheerest bliss I have found this shadow filled night
Whispering soft as the most gentle of night's summer breeze
I console thee, I extol thee I implore thee surrender all to me
And as I lean close to thy throat to plant an immortal's kiss
You writhe as I pierce and red flows past my lips
I take you into the rhapsody of my kisses song, I lift thee
I pleasure thee, I gift thee the richest of emotions to be
Ever felt by a mortal and yet such fire could kill thee
If I did not have mercy and let myself release thee
From that final orgasmic pain that would take you to be as me
Silently, so quietly, I move back ore thy sill into the night
Ah yes we all bleed red, but red has been my color of triumph so right
Into the shadows I blend and bend taking on the form of a panther black
I am satisfied, ye are spun out of reality, and with eyes of gold feeling no lack
I take the red I took from thee and vanish into the wings of the darkest moon's light.

Description
Red tis the color of the passion of our life's flow
Red we all bleed ah but how that color I need so
For tis in the red of a mortal's veins there I find
That which I take, painlessly till ecstasy does climb
So silently, ever so quietly do I slip ore thy windowsill
To press my form aside thy own upon satin sheets till
Fingers extend from my porcelain fine hand, seeking seeking
Out the silky strands that upon thy pillow are spread peeking
Out of the shadows of thy room in the sheerest moonlight
Ah tis sheerest bliss I have found this shadow filled night
Whispering soft as the most gentle of night's summer breeze
I console thee, I extol thee I implore thee surrender all to me
And as I lean close to thy throat to plant an immortal's kiss
You writhe as I pierce and red flows past my lips
I take you into the rhapsody of my kisses song, I lift thee
I pleasure thee, I gift thee the richest of emotions to be
Ever felt by a mortal and yet such fire could kill thee
If I did not have mercy and let myself release thee
From that final orgasmic pain that would take you to be as me
Silently, so quietly, I move back ore thy sill into the night
Ah yes we all bleed red, but red has been my color of triumph so right
Into the shadows I blend and bend taking on the form of a panther black
I am satisfied, ye are spun out of reality, and with eyes of gold feeling no lack
I take the red I took from thee and vanish into the wings of the darkest moon's light.