You demand my soul
With a red hot stare
No longer gentle and asking
Now that you want, you MUST have
I flaunted something way too pure
you long to drain it of it\'s essence
alowing nothing good to live
Everything you make dark & evil
mastering all
So many have fallen & become yours
\"The creatures of the night\" thats what you call them
You no longer care for them
Nothing left to drain
I know they were you prey!
They gave themselves to you
Some freely, some under fear, some in love
I will be like none..
You cannot take me as another prize Im not to be claimed!
Grim Reaper walk away...
