I see you have come back yet again my dear reader and friend,
I promise you this tale will be one that may never end.
If you feel the need to shed some undue blood do it without a care,
Let the ecstasy of the kill fill your soul, but lets begin pull up a chair.
Your heart is the most important thing, more important then money and fame,
So protect it closely or whats going to happened to this poor fellow might come to your life and sound the same.
Even though the lust of blood forever flows in my veins,
I also love with the same intensity and this shall never change.
I did find love once that I thought would be an eternal thing,
He got down on his knee one day and gave me this beautiful ring.
But like so many others he would forever bring out my wrath,
And like so many other times it ended in a horrific blood bath.
I could still see the sparkle in his green defiant eyes as he smiled at me that last day,
I took the tip of my finger and traced his lips hoping I was wrong and began to pray.
But as fate would have it he wound up breaking my heart,
And yet again the steel blade of my sword would tear someone apart.
It’s as if the gods knew what would become of this man,
So before the steel tasted his blood he got scared and ran.
The thrill of the hunt was rushing through my veins as I hunted the poor fellow down,
By the end of the night in his own blood he would begin to drown.
Someone once told me I was part animal but I did not believe it was so
But hunting this fagget down made the beast within me just let the human part go.
Vengeance would be mine I howled into the cold night air,
As I found the scent of his fear I promised to show him how much I really cared.
The light of a new day was upon us as I finally found him, cowering worthless,
He was on his knees begging forgiveness when his vile blood touched the morning grass.
I could feel the tip of the blade pierce his sadistic lying heart,
As I rammed it through crushing his organs the rain of blood begins to start.
How could you do this to me I scream as the tears start to fall down my face,
I collapse onto my knees as his blood starts to run with undo haste.
As he slowly falls forward I take the handle of the sword in my hand,
With one swift move I rip it out and over his body I stand.
I can feel an evil laugh of satisfaction creep up wanting to be let out,
But I swallow it back down I begin to have doubts.
There is no turning back I tell myself looking back at the man I once loved,
He hurt me so bad I reaffirm with myself that’s why he had to be rubbed.
Taking my blade I look into it and see my face for the very first time,
I can’t help but taste some of his sweet blood the latest victim of my blood lust crime.
As I walk away I have visions of what our future could have been,
But now he is nothing more then a dream as I walk away my face with a big grin.
