| The Kindred: The Daughter Blood of Beauty, Show us our duty.. To fly high, Above frozen water. Hear the pleasured sigh, Come from your faithful daughter. Blood of Lust, Tell us we must. To drown in pleasure, Inside her loving heat. Take our treasure, For every lustful treat. Blood spilt on her, Leave us to honor. Love her for ours, Leave her for no one. Teach her our powers, Before the rising of the sun. |