You know me.
My eyes of red bleeding light,
and my eternal curse.
I wanted it once.
and I begged for it.
A foolish mortal,
not realizing the consequences of my choice.
Only felt the lust for everlasting life,
not aware of what I would have to do to sustain it.
Never concidered that I would
no longer be human.
You know that I exsist.
I am the "bump" in the night,
and the definition of fear.
You know when the sun abandons,
the sky,
I come to salk my unaware prey.
Innocence to please the knowing,
to please the hunger, of the animal inside.
I am the spawn of the night.
I thrive in the shadows,
and loath the day.
My strength is eminent,
and my body immune to all disease.
The perfect being.
Yet. . .
I am trapped in a eternal darkness,
and I must kill to survive.
The blood of the mortal,
to nourish my nefarious core.
I rise every night,
as soon as the stars reveal their light to the sky.
A howl of anguish,
bellows from my shrouded soul.
A craving severs my conscience, causing my instincts to overwhelm my reason.
". . .the blood is the life. . .drink. . .live. . .you are eternal!"
There is nothing,
that can silence it.
I must feed.
Can you hear my summon?
Can you feel my warm breath,
upon your skin?
". . .the smooth creamy throat. . .the throbbing artery. . ."
I can not undo,
the ties that bind.
You can not challage,
the intensity of the darkness.
The power. . .
of the song.
::...low, innocent,
the sweet lullaby.
feel not. . . .
care not. . . .
the glints of ivory. . .::
Devious Comments
My eyes of red bleeding light,
and my eternal curse.
I wanted it once.
and I begged for it.
A foolish mortal,
not realizing the consequences of my choice.
Only felt the lust for everlasting life,
not aware of what I would have to do to sustain it.
Never concidered that I would
no longer be human.
You know that I exsist.
I am the "bump" in the night,
and the definition of fear.
You know when the sun abandons,
the sky,
I come to salk my unaware prey.
Innocence to please the knowing,
to please the hunger, of the animal inside.
I am the spawn of the night.
I thrive in the shadows,
and loath the day.
My strength is eminent,
and my body immune to all disease.
The perfect being.
Yet. . .
I am trapped in a eternal darkness,
and I must kill to survive.
The blood of the mortal,
to nourish my nefarious core.
I rise every night,
as soon as the stars reveal their light to the sky.
A howl of anguish,
bellows from my shrouded soul.
A craving severs my conscience, causing my instincts to overwhelm my reason.
". . .the blood is the life. . .drink. . .live. . .you are eternal!"
There is nothing,
that can silence it.
I must feed.
Can you hear my summon?
Can you feel my warm breath,
upon your skin?
". . .the smooth creamy throat. . .the throbbing artery. . ."
I can not undo,
the ties that bind.
You can not challage,
the intensity of the darkness.
The power. . .
of the song.
::...low, innocent,
the sweet lullaby.
feel not. . . .
care not. . . .
the glints of ivory. . .::
Sinking deep,
the night begins to sing. .
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