Hello everyone! Though this poem was made long ago, I feel that its in-theme with 
A Song of the Bride of Death
I am the bride of Death
Flooded with the light of day
Covered with the mist of early-morning May
Forever bound to the arms of Death
The Guiding light passes swiftly
Down beneath my sight
Gloriously I await for Thee meekly
Without the aid of Light
That then I wear my dark flowing veil
Diamonds glittered upon my head
The Silvery god bowed down with a hail
Tears of joy, I shed
Then in your arms I slumbered
Peacefully as a child could be
Cool, calm pleasant dreams will be remembered
When I live on the 'morrow, as to be
-by raiserxn 11/20/00
