[Isserggia]

Vultures, thirteen white eyed nymphs with

The frozen echo of a young wind enraged

Shadows of a cobweb torn down

Memories of rhymed lines like poems of life

King Seal's soul

His nightfall, last of four nights

Fallin' of stars in delusion

Cliff shadows, raven's old bright wings

Black eyes lie lurkin'

Hail to the dead bridegroom 

That night carryin' lorn cobweb

Memories in silence came back to me

My Prince born through vulture's bad bites

On a frozen pond flanked by two oak trees

From ancient times

My Vampire, he has black swan's hearts

Velvet eyes, misty signs which can, oh!

Mesmerize my face's moon,

Shini' and glowin' face of night

Layin' on my bed of lilies

Firefliesm cries and grim life: I left my flesh