De Vampyrica Philosophia

"Every life is a riddle the answer to mine is a knowledge born of darkness it wasn't always so. In the beginning I still had questions. In the beginning my mystery still remained."

Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 25, 2025

I still feel her scent, the wind that caress her hats, the winter renders me sad, task to her pale skin in the nights of storm the rain designs her face on the glasses of the window ... of my room!! I walk between the trees, I feel your presence yours tomb is covered from the leaves I remember your sweet smile, your deep looks as in a dream... I hear... whispers from the grave Carmilla... whispers from the grave!!! wide awake me in my bed... but my hands are dirty of earth I feel its scent on my skin two bleeding holes on my neck she has carried to me in the reign of darkness I feel myself to suffocate... I can see also in the dark of my room now I'm a vampire I walk between the trees, I am coming from you now... your tomb is open I'm awaiting for you, your sweet lips it's not a dream... I hear... whispers from the grave Carmilla... is being raised from the tomb come to me... my dark love

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 25, 2025

She sleeps on a bed of roses and thorns Her pale face, candid like the snow The taste of the blood Is a sweet memory The forest wraps to you In its icy embrace The girl walks in the forest Tightens the hands on the breast Sad litany Every night she crossed the village Every door is sluice It is the cursed one Saves your family, saves your sons, Other blood will be scattered!! It was one sweet child She loved the sun and the flowers A night it came and sank its teeth in the her's warm meat Her heart has become black like the dark She becomes a wild animal She wants the blood..the blood

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 25, 2025

A dream... a nightmare... I have seen strange figure I have felt a strange sensation of fear and lust Her dark veil... her bleeding mouth... I want this unholy passion... ... now I have needed of your blood Under the Carpathian sky I fell the presence of ancient spirits... of vampires The wolves sing dismal symphonies Shadows around me... The Countess' breaths on my neck... Let the unholy ceremonial begins This is the sin, of the hidden secrets, your body will be immolate to you in honor of the black master Nocturnal vampire's orgy!!! Bloody communion of bodies Unholy bleeding host Tonight we deny Jesus Christ Blasphemies in the evilbed

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 25, 2025

I hear the leaves to fall on my coffin The seasons are ollowed, my skin remain young. I have seen reigns to fall, destroyed from the wars, I am still here, the blood make me to remain alive This night... I will take to you with me You will become my lady of darkness This night the wolves will sing hymns in your honor My teeth sink on your neck, hot blood slide "portes moi avec toi, portes moi dans les ténèbres" I will carry to you far from the death I will love you in the centuries, We will drink from the same goblet, The blood of the virgin I have tried to you through the time, The woman who will dominate with me, on these poor men Not there will be more diseases No will be the suffering for the loss of one beloved person

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 25, 2025

"Dear heart, I think the young impassioned priest When first he takes from out the hidden shrine His god imprisoned in the Eucharist, And eats the bread, and drinks the dreadful wine, Feels not such awful wonder as I felt When first my smitten eyes beat full on thee, And all night long before thy feet I knelt Till thou wert wearied of Idolatry." You are my lady... my dark desire Follow the call.. of your beloved Like a dance.. dance in the fire Follow the call.. of your prince Through the forest... I'm awaiting for you Oh your white neck... your veins I'm awaiting... my thirst is great Oh your hot blood.. on my mouth Tonight we'll become one Lost souls in black A dark embrace of lust A dark enchantment A dark sensation of eternity Tomorrow you'll see a new world With your eyes of vampire You will taste the blood of your victim Oh Morgana... my dark lady My dark desire Tonight will become immortal

Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 25, 2025

She walks along the river, between the trees the Ophelia's ghost she lived in the castle, on the hill like an enslaved, imprisoned from those walls from the window she watched people she wished to love the heart pierced from thorns, bleeding!! pure like water, far from the evil you have screaied that night, when your father, with its dirty hands touched to you it has raped to you kill it, kill it, kill it sinks the blade in its putrid meats Ophelia!! Ophelia!! "Like burnt-out torches by a sick man's bed gaunt cypress-trees stand round the sun bleached stone; here doth the little night-owl make her throne, and the slitht lizard show his jewelled head. And, where the chaliced poppies flame to red, In the still chamber of yon pyramid Surely some Old-World Sphinx lurks darkly hid Grim warder of this pleausance of the dead" the suffering for what was too much it was happened, she slept in its bed of pain she let to fall in the river dipped in cold waters She walks along the river, between the trees..... the Ophelia's ghost

Submitted by The Void — Apr 25, 2025

Pale faces hidden in the dark Waiting for a new guest This House have seen love. death. passion. war For years. Cold rooms. Spider's webs Strange shadows!! All around seems dead Just a wind's breath Here. the vampire hever ruled for centuries But now he sleep in his bier He don't taste blood by many years But now. the meal has arrived When the guest enter the house. look around Strange picture on the wall A dynasty of obscure rulers Feel their eyes follow your steps A majestic hall. ancient smell of life You are tired. and you find a dusty bed Darkness loull your sleep Destiny has arrived on you Rise from your sleep. this is a new life You will be my creature and servant Together we will conquest the world At midnight he rises from the grave In search of victims In search of blood Through the forest. howling wolves The fog follows your steps He bring terror in this land Prince of darkness. prince of death Eternal life. eternal pain Eternal taste of blood Draculea!!! Prince of Walacchia Draculea!!! Prince of death Draculea!!! You are the impaler Draculea!!! You are the immortal With your power you take the soul of the virgins And sucks their blood Through the trees In the Carpathian forest He bring terror in this land Prince of darkness. prince of death Eternal life. Eternal pain Eternal taste of blood You become a wolf You become a bat You become like an infernal wind You become a fog

Submitted by The Void — Feb 13, 2026

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