3 am Revalation
The Master without his Mistress,
A King without the Queen,
A guardian who is loveless,
No I'am not some emo teen
Raving why he likes Morphine.
You'll see me by an empty throne,
For that is where I call Home,
As I speak from the writings of my Embrotled Tome.
From the womb to the tomb,
My heart has forseen my doom,
It is a passionate desire,
It burns like fire.
Cupid is Famous as it's Instigater,
I am Infamous as it's Venerator.
That my audiance,as you can see,
Is why I wait for a lady like ye.