In shadows deep where moonlight weaves,
Two souls entwined, bound by ancient leaves.
Lilith, fair maiden with eyes as dark as night,
And Damian, noble in his silent might.

He, a prince of shadows, centuries old,
Guardian of secrets, stories untold.
She, a mortal flame, fierce and bright,
Drawn to darkness, craving the night.

Through veils of time, their paths converge,
A dance of fate, a lover's surge.
He watches her with eyes of...