Hematophageous
It is night once again
I arise with the same plan
Seek out a life
to sustain my own
One worth dying
To feed my soul
I walk the crowds
Feel and listen
Find the one
No one will be missing
Lure them away
with my charismatic display
Hypnotic my voice
They follow without delay
Alone and dark
I draw close
A gentle embrace
Then i start
I nuzzle the neck
As i breath the scent
of this liquid life running through
My lips touch skin
I shudder within
Part my lips
My tongue darts first
A sigh escapes from deep inside
Now i know they are fully mine
My touch turns hard
My teeth sink in
The flesh gives way
The blood pours in
The taste of copper
Sweet and warm
flowing thick
more and more
Feeding this satanic hunger.......................
Curbing once more this blood lust i was made for
The skin grows cold
The eye’s fade
another night..........
Another life.........
This is my undead strife
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