Silence.... Snowflakes drifting lazily down Spreading chilled blanket upon cold ground. Gentle... Gently hugging falls brittle grass Edging further into Winters icy grasp. Hushed... Is the wind as snow flies at night Soft as a blanket sparkiling under starlight. Silver... Is the moonlight upon midnights lace Full in the sky, a chill smile on her face. Golden... Is the sun, dawn of a new morning Silence of night fading with natures gentle warming. Rogue of Darkness, Mistress of Twilight In the shadows of the night the lone rogue stands; The master of darkness with my soul in his hands. He bids me to follow, him I cannot deny; To run and hide is futile to try. My blood is his, and his is mine; Bound for eternity, dark lovers for all time. His touch I crave, I only seek to please; For pain I'll beg, he brings me to my knees. My soul is his, my body his slave; Bound forever and beyond the grave. In the shadows of the night the lone rogue stands; The master of darkness with my soul in his hands. From here to eternity to him I release my soul; To live in lust under my masters control. PT2. She walks in beauty, body cloaked in night; Fair of skin, the mistress of twilight. Eyes pale blue, hair shades of flame; None can resist when she calls their name. Her voice of seduction calls to you in dreams; Careful where you touch, she is not what she seems. Heed this warning, if her eyes upon you dwell; She'll seize your soul, condem you to hell. For in your memories she will always be; Holding you prisoner, never to be free. Beware the demoness who walks in the night; Cloaked in darkness, she is the Mistress of Twilight.