A short poem of the nocturnal
" Ode To A Vampire "
I stalk the weak and dying of the herd,
damned by the crimson feast.
I am the prince of fear that floods the living heart
and to taste the thick elixir is my quest.
I shall remain forever indebted
to the race that has given me eternal life,
paying homage to the darkness
and existing in both worlds.
As I cross the barren sea of death
let me feast upon the unfortunates
and sate this nocturnal thirst for blood
............ once again.