Alone in the darkness I wait
Pulsing crimson, un-willinfully given, my friend
Where will i find one worthy of the terror I bring?
Can I resist the flowing gold enough to simply poison?
Am I taking or giving life?
Teeth ache
Beautiful creature
Can I do what I must?
No self-control
I leap for my prey
Sun rises - stings my flesh
The dead turn to ash
Eternally beautiful
Eternally creature
Run from your champagne fate
Sharp as knives
Sense the weak and the thick
Alone in the darkness for the first time
Draw the feast in
They lie desolate in the moonlight
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Go vampires!!
Is "un-willinfully" a word?
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