Beware, for I am the sinister taker of lives.
The evil among the fearless; the blood-thirsty surprise.
The bringer of death, go await me in your beds;
Your day of reckoning has come, but don’t lose your head.
For I only bring my deadly vampire kiss
And you’re a cynic anyway; in me you don’t believe.
You couldn’t conceive a notion, so unbelievable,
But the stories are true and I shall have your blood.
For I too have, my own carnal pleasures,
The sadistic psychopath, with a need to devour.
I shall sink my fangs, deep into your throat,
Or bathe in your blood; this is your final hour.
You were the headstrong, extreme tourist;
You never believed, in any of the stories.
A local legend born on fact;
Now this blood tax, I shall extract.
I am the foreseer of doom, saturated in blood.
The creeping hand in a forest full of fog.
So don’t wander off the beaten path and get lost in the dark,
Or I shall have to break your Mother’s heart.
Pale as snow and empty inside,
The blood has been drained, as was the life.
The spirit fought a losing battle.
You are merely food to me; you Humans are simply cattle.
Walking talking food, wrapped in flesh;
Never aware, you are taking your final breath.
I have risen up, to the next rung on the food chain,
For I am now the bringer of death and pain.
Gone from this world, to return a predator;
Free from Death’s scythe, forever and ever.
But now I must empty, the bodies around me,
Their blood is now mine and I must feed.
But now I have a new kind of lust;
A need to kill…
And a need to drink your blood.
