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