Lorenz

Dark sabbath

Death  invits me for a cup of coffin,

end has a soft touch of satin...

Shabaalic black hag,

my head  full of ragbag,

I am your shamefool,

decayed  queen of amour...

Gi\'me a kiss of fate,

eternity charity taste ...

Lady early mouning into femme fatale

trendy for the sepulchral ball ...

 cursed poet begging nursery rhythm,

 you lost you shadow,

rope of  shagreen rhymes

to extinct  your  solo ...

Just dried fish game ,

 illusions of fame...

Doors open to hellswhere,

dark sabbath  slumber ...