Ghost Bride Glitch

Moonlit veil drifts soft,
Whispers on the wind call you,
To death’s cold embrace.

Steps echo through halls,
A bride waits with blood-red lips,
Luring love to die.

He follows her smile,
Through shadows and endless night,
Into her dark trap.

Roses on her dress,
Promise love that never dies,
But graves wait below.

Dressed in haunting white,
Her vows are a silent scream,
For love, lost in death.

He cannot resist,
Her beauty hides hollow bones,
Embrace of the tomb.

Bride of the teal night,
She leads men to shattered dreams,
In her crypt they weep.

Soft hands pull him close,
A kiss of eternal sleep,
Her love is his end.