I move in shadow, driven by the night,
Gliding unfettered to the earthly mud;
Nocturnal hunters tremble in my sight,
For I am Vampyre - write my name in blood.
Beneath the catacombs, below the floor,
Skeletal hands are scratching to break free,
Whenever I pass through the corridor,
In all my diabolic majesty.
Come, carve my name in blood, into your arm,
Wait silently, so chaste, upon your bed;
I never let my minions meet with harm,
relinquish life - rejoice in the undead.
For blood is life; eternal youth remains
When young blood flows into an elder's veins.
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cancel our romantic dinner!
Sandie :o)
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Michael D.