Saturday, August 6, 2011

Thirst for Blood

The thirst is unbearable
The fangs come out at night
The blood boils under my skin
The search is on with dark sight
　
Searching for lost souls
Their blood is what I crave
Must feed and I don't want to
It'll bring me to my grave
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