Still every day, on an evening ...
In a thick fog castle ...
The door ajar ...
A girl with platinum hair ...
With a mesmerizing violet eyes ...
Beautiful lips and a charming smile ...
That's me, a woman of power
But there is always another girl ...
Step into my castle ...
Girl dancing with me ...
Make love to me ...
Why did they do that?
Since the old days, before I turn into a different person ...
I have been abandoned by the person I love ...
And then I swear, I swear ...
Only I forsake them, but no one is forsaking me ...
A deadly pact with the devil ...
Gave me what I want any ...
Just the one who I want ...
They will be mine ...
Any woman to pick up my black roses ...
They will fall in love no way out ...
Taste of the most sensual ...
Optimistic sentiment devastating wild things ...
Blood, sweat and breath mingles in hurry ...
Merged together to form a deep purple drops ...
Layer clothing falls ...
Feeling of extreme pleasure ...
Do not ever feel back to reality ...
Burn his portraits ...
I give my own past ...
Abandoned, I cry in vain ...
Then grab a girl next door
Give her a passionate kiss ...
And then suddenly realized ...
That girl was the one who abandoned me ...
Then each day by day ...
Many women are strangely missing ...
But no one knew what to do because they're so helpless ...
The darkness everywhere ...
Infinite pleasure not stop ...
All in an illusion ...
I was a devil ...
This is the night I wish ...
Again another night ...
One other beautiful girls to step into my castle ...
Let's dance with me ...
Dance with me in this big castle ...
I hugged her and she smiled ...
But then a pain to drag ...
Blood stained the left chest ...
That girl has stabbed me ...
The young girl's go to find the missing lover ...
Find the mysterious castle ...
Pretending in love, approaching evil demon ...
Kill it with sharp knife ...
The knife with an all poison ...
Make me collapsed on the cold stone floor ...
Blood and sweat mixed ...
Form deep purple drops...
Magic was dissolved ...
All of girls ran away from the castle ...
It looks like someone is looking back ...
The last person has left the ...
But wait, who I love ...
I haven't said ...
I love you ...
The name of the poem is: The Madness Of Munnie MoonP/s: Poem was inspired by The Madness of Miss Venomania
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