Carmilla's Masque

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Carriages storm the beckoning abode,

where sinners are pleasured and betrothed.

Nobles gather for the primeval masque,

the mistress of shadows watches from her cask.

A ballad for misguided fools, led to the noble court,

maidens begged for weakness to be cut short.

They dance illustriously for Carmilla,

swayed like the rage of the proud king Attila

Pallid beauties painted black,

strings of pleasure pulled from the back.

They killed their lovers and danced for their queen,

the seduction of decay was a wonderful scene.

Dancing on a palace of corpses,

tainted blood spills and courses.

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