Darkest Delights(collb with Poetikmind)

If I were dark  
not of light  
would not the yearn  
of blood ease my plight..?  
 
Were it not for my decrepit  
disease of evil pleasures  
could the cost of innocence  
ever be measured...?  
 
Death is darkness  
darkness is death.  
The blood of the  
innocence in my  
path. Will this  
nightmare end?  
Will the warm blood  
finally run cold?  
 
Feel my disenchanted breath  
kiss you empty of the flesh  
spiny fingers crawl along  
your innards 'pon  first touch,  
decomposing your soul's worth...  
 
Brittle, the heart falls into a billion  
jagged embittered pieces  
your blood now mine to possess  
as thy wicked bellowing fortells  
what a feast this is...  
 
The blood of the pure  
is the only cure for  
the hunger I have in  
this world of evil.  
Though every ones  
blood is tainted  
with the blood of  
demons.  
 
So...If I were dark  
not of light...  
would not the yearn  
of blood ease my plight..?