My Eternal

everywhere but the nape of my neck fills with goosebumps his deathly kiss is cold, but Intense i know what is soon to come, but I cannot feel Afraid that would only hasten My emanate bloody death my skin is pierced and my spine has a surge of electricity shocking my system i collapse into his Viscous grasp the world has never been this Auroral My heart has never felt darker is an eternity in hell worth an almost infinite life of extraordinary feats to be overcome? i know my Power is great but now I weaken with thirst i am not better i am simply a slave to blood now i could write for infinity, but i'd Rather Earn my way into hell starting with the death of my maker