Rogue Living

I walk into the party around 2 am.
The fire is alive in me,
And is burning within,

Death surrounds me as my body holds to life.
It wont let go...its worth the fight.
Drowned, strangled, stabbed, and shot.
To become me you have to go throe allot.

Undead so alive.
Beaten tortured
yet through it all;
I thrive!

Rogue living,
Its what I do...
Rogue loving,
just like you

A kiss here
I bite there...
Every girl in town has had their share.

Talk dark and gruesome.
Ready for a fight.
If u value living,
No going out at night.

Living, loving, drinking blood,
Names torn, shred, and drug through mud.
This is our ways.
Always always the ways of us...

Rogue living...