As she walks down the isle dressed in black.

The dress to tattered and warn drags the ground.

Candles lace through pews of empty sets.

Black petals makes her path down the way.

The long walk she has to make to meet her groom has finely been done.

She smiles to show her fangs.

As the music starts to no longer exist.

Blood red lips.

Bright green eyes.

Hair dark as night.

Pale skin such as freshly fallen snow.

The black rose she carries symbolizes the love she has for the one awaiting her.

Rings and necklaces exchanged to show the ever dieing love they have for the other.

The low light of the many candles glimmer in her eyes.

The I dos are exchanged.

The kiss to never forget has been received.

The day she has dreamed of has been done and gone.

Now in the black hearse glides the couple away.

They have gone to live another day.

Only today they have been wed in holy matrimony.