Batmans blood line

To do good and save the world  
sworn enemies, he three evil charactures so bold  
drugged him with a cocktail brew  
he squealed with primitive forces born anew  

into the bat cave Robin we need blood  
Robin said how come we need that boss  
and Batman said its to clear my head  
and with an evil laugh raised his cape of darkness dread  
 
his eyes narrowed behind the mask  
they reddened his thirst like an empty flask  
the infrared of a victims heat  
the radar code that blind flight needs  
 
the basic need for a crimson snack  
to smell its iron on a virgins neck  
to save a heroin it the nude  
dark intentions let its teeth protrude  
 
to answer the call when it comes  
to feel that good the dark side of dawn  
ego suspended in the nigh time dorm  
the echo call in the damp underground  
 
we all like the taste of a rare steak  
like the vampire bat and the blood it craves  
sinks its teeth and licks the plate  
flaps its wings and fly's away  
 
our alter ego hidden deep  
hanging within its cerebral keep  
awaken and fly and seek release  
like batman in the Batcar sleek  
 
now a thing of nightmare dreams  
all good intentions gone it seams  
cast with witches and all hallows screams  
regeneration by all means  
 
the jugular vein that throbs  
victims waiting to be robbed  
smothered with the capes dark crypt  
anxious for the blooded kiss  
 
for I was born that special bat
good and evil the wombs dark vat
to spin the myth of horror
a Damien with wings of good and terror