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Paul Gardner Poem
Blood i seek, blood i lust,
blood i crave, blood i must!
Day has gone night is here,
eternal day thats all i fear!
Years have past seem like days,
endless night i stop to gaze.
Forever young i cant get old,
thirst for blood my skin is cold.
Born centuries ago in a far distant land,
were i fell victim to another hand!
I left my home land so long ago,
where this evil feeling did so grow!
I searched for others just like me,
i sailed the ocean across the sea.
Years went by my search was long,
looking for belief to were i belong.
It was Paris (1304)it finally came,
i think of it again and again
The night was young it was pouring with rain
She whispered in my ear that we are the same.
Enemy of man, they hunt me down,
home for now, this old town.
I hear their thoughts, i smell their fear,
most often they don't now am here.
I keep my face on that old bookshelf,
because that's the only time i see myself.
Blood i need, before sun rise,
staring through these black cold eyes
I roam the night were creatures call,
i write this now from this old town hall.
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in to the arena a world apart
roaring past that chariot cart
this is war were ledgends are named
to the death or go down in flames
two men enter one man leaves
fight to the death for all to see
crowd shout for blood aint no remorse
armed to the death with brutal force
lions come out there must be doubt
sharpend claw scrapes the floor
game of blood and certain death
armord mask gruesom task
graveyard of courage and sudden end
charriots engadge warriors clash
who will survive the gods ask
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Dark skies far distant cries.
Destructive, path with all its wrath,.
Nature calls city stalls.
Buildings tall buildings fall.
Lights have gone I look upon
Homes crushed turn to dust.
Fires blaze I stop to daze
Roaring skies with vengeful eyes.
,Defences battered, left in tatters.
city of water, with all its slaughter,.
Days of thunder I often wonder
mass destruction more construction.
Sunken wrecks abandon decks
Massive waves lives to save.
Bolt of light that sudden fright.
Fearful eyes those darken skies.
End is here, storm has past,
another direction moving fast.
Beginning of the end hopeful task.
Next destination it stops to ask.
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in to the arena a world apart
roaring past that chariot cart
crowd call for war like so many
before this is the place were
death is faced warriors named
warriors tamed game of death
one man left brutal force
shinning horse two men
arrive one man deprived
chariots smashed swords clash
who will survive the gods ask
crowd shout for more that sudden
roar armoured mask gruesome task
lions come out there must be doubt
sharpened claw scrapes the floor
awsome games held in chains
in for the kill with blood to spill
shield is lost at a great cost
sword goes in that armoured tin
now is the end he cant defend
to the death one man left
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i am standing by a river
were the water doesent flow
past voices all around me
were life is forbidden to grow
standing beneath a street light
and the light i now so well
looking up at the broken light
were that guiding light once fell
am standing by a highway
this road i now so well
i thought i heard it say
this is the road to hell
my throat jams up with credit
and theres nothing i can do
and life i wish i fed it
hoping i see this through
shadows in the distance sea
and the sea i now so well
creeping up behind me
i have nothing left to sell
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i come through night i come through day
abcent for days or somtimes years
am neither on time for its my say
i am your true friend music to your ears
i can arrive in seconds begone in a flash
for i am emortal i cannot be taught
i can leave you intact or turn yo to ash
your one true friend i cannot be bought
speak through others mostly yourself
often mistaken and blinded in denial
man or god cannot fool me with wealth
be patient my friend ile make it worthwile
take my hand for its no crime
next destination its your choice
refuse the other hand its not mine
with you lstening to that old clock chime
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night creeps in sleepless sin
far from home this unfamiliar
place i rome peace of mind
i hope to find creepy night
full moon bright fog in the
air creatures steer follow
the path with all its wrath
demons are close i fear them
most witches around that
awful sound fearful eyes
those dark skies old house
in sight with a faint light
walking fast this dreadful task
souls around that growing sound
me they seek my legs get weak
light gets brighter my throat
gets tighter shadow hour all to
devour to the end my bright
friend end is here that sudden fear
i have awaken am not forsaken
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I PROWL THE EARTH FOR
ALL ITS WORTH
I BIDE MY TIME WAITING
TO COMMITE THAT AWFUL CRIME
ATRACTING FOLLOWERS AM
SURE HE WOULD
LOKING FOR VICTIM
TO SHED HIS BLOOD
INFLICTING PAIN FOR
FINANCIAL GAIN
LOOKING FOR SCAPEGOAT
TO TAKE THE BLAME
FOOL YOU NOT
ILE TAKE THE LOT
TAX THE LAND
HES CLOSE AT HAND
ENFORCE THE LAW
CORRUPT AM SURE
PAY THE PRICE
OR FACE THE DICE
CHAINS ON ME
AM TOLD AM FREE
IS THIS THE WAY
ITS MEANT TO BE
LONG LIVE THE KING
AM TOLD TO SING
VALLEY OF DEATH
TAKE A DEEP BREATH
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i wonder the land
were you go in sleep
am with you in death
to gather your sheep
for when i am lost
you show me the way
when i am found
you lead me astray
you call me from far
when i am so close
you whisper in my ear
when i am but a ghost
for now iam here
am yours to keep
with you my friend
to count your sheep
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Roaring thunder flashing skies
Vengful eyes destructive path
Howling winds distant cries
Nature calls with all its wrath
Mass destruction defences batterd
huge waves earths frust
plans wrect left in tatters
hopes smashed turn to dust
endless nights eternal days
lightning flash hour of decay
waves clash reapeated phraise
countless voises in dismay
end is here storm has past
another direction moving fast
Beginning of the end hopeful task
Next destination it stops to ask
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