[center][b][u]Ms. Passion[/u][/b]

Rested upon that winter throne
Sits the darkest queen I harbor 
Take her flames as my own
To try and break blackest armor.
Lustful love liquefied, a
Cup full of sinner’s fire
To take an everlasting sip
Of the burning venom
Wrap its searing coils
From throat to heart
Curtained mind blinded eyes
But pulsing passion bleeds
That stained crimson kiss
From dark mistress lips
And over time she will remain at last
Or ever always fade in tears of ash.[/center]