Epitaph to Estrella
Rise! Rise! Rise! My dearest Estrella!
Gone are the days and nights lost.
Aeons have flown down the eras.
O ye the dark empress of the night,
Thou the black star of my auriga.
Dead is the sun an’ the moon hung,
Over ebon skies of the shallow nights.
Having all white demons hidden in,
O ye the dark tartarean acapella.
Let them not, hold us apart, any long.
This is here to me that you belong.
Mob again burned outlaws on stakes,
Hear! O Hear! I call out thy name!
Rise! Rise! Rise! My dearest Estrella!
We’re awaited chants our camarilla.
-Mason Carter