my slaves

 I feel the blood cutting down against my breast's.
The spewing warm blood coming at my face.
my arrogance is tasteless.

my teeth have sunk in ;and you're turning very pale.
 your lifeless body I dropped to the cellar downstairs.

A feeding frenzy I crave.

to feed my hungering slave.

you best be ready so I can drain your veins away.

I will come for you.

YOU better be afraid