For Armand September 22, 2002 Til darkness falls, I count the hours And lie amongst the rotting flowers All strewn across my resting place And dream of nothing but your face Your glitt'ring eyes of darkest fire That each night do ignite my pyre Your tender mouth that burns on mine Delicious one, you are divine When I awaken in my grave You are the only thing I crave My thirst for blood is pushed aside Until I find you where you hide I take you quick into my arms Succumbing to your molten charms I turn to liquid lava, ash And pray my heart you'll never dash Please don't turn this love away And with me always won't you stay I cannot bear a night alone Without you, I am naught but stone