Vampire Truth

We are not tales of folklore You’ve defiled the legacy we’ve impression in your minds Mirrors and daylight are nothing but harrowing lies We do not glisten like gold Fearing no magic, holy water, or scent of garlic You cannot destroy are immortal bodies We walk among you waiting to strike the lone sheep that straggles along Craving the essence of the living Living for the taste of crimson vital claret Subduing the minds that waver But never kill are prey For violence is for savages and the revolting Are desire is to quench one’s thirst       Vampier