About
Saunter along the passage of my eyes,
Stroke my icy embrace, lust in disguise.
Shadows scamper wherever I may stroll.
Kiss my lips as my world gulps you whole.
We the damned. immortal, We the diseased,
With your blood you flaunted life, you teased.
Now as the clock chimes dwindle, grasping waist.
Feel my stroke of death, my senses yearn for a taste...
Scaling the walls by hardened scalpel nails,
Hear the screams of horror and panicking wails!
Sanctified with nightmares, warped yet sweet.
In the hollow dusk is where our souls wish to meet.
We the damned. immortal, We the diseased,
With your blood you flaunted life, you teased.
Now as the clock chimes dwindle, grasping waist.
Feel my stroke of death, my senses yearn for a taste...
Mists form a labyrinth of tricks with sinister dead ends.
Hearts quicken in terror as the devil and I make amends.
Sweet nectar of long years, Your body I bear down on.
You the forsaken, cattle, You are the feast I dine upon .
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