Gorgeous, even in death.
Trapped in your glass coffin,
We gaze at your beauty.
Remembering all, the just and meek.
We come to you now as your Lord beckons you to sleep.
Forever he loved you, forever he shall.
Not one thing can stop his love for you now.
He will watch over you as we lower you into eternal sleep.
Be at peace forever, knowing Dracule watches over your tomb.
"My Dearest Demonia, Hath I not shown thee, the desire from deep within me?
My love upon thee like a December Fog,
Thick and encircling as a storm of demons.
Sleep now my love, dream as you will, for one day I'll have you here with me still."
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