You remain cursed.
For blood you will thirst.
You hunger for veins,
For blood you must gain.
You search in the dark,
For one you can mark.
Your eyes twinkle and gleam,
As you stifle her scream.
Your fangs sink in quick.
Your tongue starts to lick.
Your fangs sharp as knives,
Will take many lives.
You start on your way,
To continue your play.
