Unmissed blood
Blood runs from sacred veins,
palm to palm with fearful lies,
machines broken cogs derive,
and there on darken ground she lies...

beauty void from land of pain,
fateful tears are not forsaken,
dark feathered wings to beat,
people stolen from what was taken,

The world's life engulfed by death,
of those that saw the pale light,
fear the breath of ice,
choose for their deadly plight...

She ran from angels wings,
from life's vampiric kiss
a dark sacrament forged,
she is the one you will not miss...