Of Desire And Lust

Dakaltra, mistress of one's dark desires
I acknowledged and knelt at your feet
My funeral bride, your silver, icy eyes
Remind me of Lilith

I gazed into your icy eyes, ya Dakaltra

I rode over the storms
And defied time for you
My only maze was the mists of your heart
Your dark altar, yeah!

Dakaltra, your spell so strong
And organic as my heart
Forever cold and burnt
We shared our blood and souls

My only maze was the mists of your heart
Since these neverending nights
When your gaze ablazed my heart