The taste of the liquid upon my lips,
i love the way it drips and drips,
it feels like life in a storm,
inside it makes me feel all warm,
Tonight i feed again and again,
i will take my victim to my den,
i will feed on her as i did the others,
and none will be saved for my brothers,
Flesh and blood skin and bone,
i hear her like a distant moan,
my heart it beats like a drum,
matching hers i feel so numb,
daylight arising i must leave,
I still find it hard to breathe,
i will feed another night,
I cant fight it,
not with all my might. |
