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Kill, kill, kill...
Slaying all the humans
Wishing they would take a stand
It's all too easy to do
Rip off their heads
Or tear out their hearts
The body of man all too wimpy
Yet their blood tastes oh so sweet
Scream, scream, scream...
That's all I hear
Screech their lungs out
Till blood shoots from their mouths
Yum juicy blood
Red goo dripping from my full lips
All I want is the nectar of life
Kill another and another
Die, die, die...
Their bodies pile up
Never their corpses are to be buried
Let them rot where they fall
Not a drop of blood left
Empty are their delicate veins
Crimson blood dries
Upon my lips
Lick, lick, lick...
All are dead
Another village falls into darkness
Their houses empty
My stomach somewhat soothed
Yet my throat still burns
Need more nectar
Sweet crimson blood
Run, run, run...
Again the cycle begins
To the next village
More humans wait
Their lives hanging from my teeth
Only for their blood to be taken
The only way for me to survive
Drink the nectar of life
Blood, blood, blood...
Sliding down my throat
Quenching only my blood lust
Never my burning thirst
Fueling only my body
Leaving out my twisted mind
Blood sticks to my lips
Falling from my chin
Drip, drip, drip...
- by Saphira Wyrda |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 06/09/2012 |
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- Title: A Page From My Twisted Mind
- Artist: Saphira Wyrda
- Description: Heh... Something a bit random...
- Date: 06/09/2012
- Tags: page from twisted mind
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