vampire killer, kill me dont see the beauty of caked blood on my mouth dont recall who i once was before blackness before salt thirst before red eyes and cloaked fury kill me even as i dont breathe the wolf is in my brest, silently prowling the bat is in my soul, sounlessly screeching the time of death caresses you to me as you want ------ what do you want from me?
vampiress_arra sails · Thu Sep 08, 2005 @ 10:02pm · 2 Comments |