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Vampires Request

 Vampires Request


Sleep, dearest creature of the night, you who adores the shining moon, I said to myself as the music began to echo through the room

A necrophilia blood sucking devil, gifted black demonic wings alike a bat when it flies, strength beyond reason and a tongue full of sick lies,

Yet a ray of sun may be lethal to you, burning you away as if you were paper caught in a
Firestorm of inferno of heat, vaporized at last,

Life force relies in blood, impurities of constant change I need since I have already passed away theoretically I am most likely already dead

A music box plays for me alone, transient melodies from the recurring memories of a brighter, vivid past, to which I am, are unable to return to.

Ahh phantoms, a nuisance of the mortal life I have escaped alike the shooting stars over a clear,        living, traveling, dark blue night sky.

Have I toiled well, hard or long to achieve heaven, yet have become stuck as the devils tool in a illusionary world with no end ?

Flowing water seals me away, I cannot cross when it rains, and need a polite, kind invitement to intrude and cause wicked bloodshed

Sleep, so I may can be innocent until the sun has sunken down to rest,
Slumber,  the world of dreams is free from weaknesses to purification,

With great magic, comes a devils recitation, engaging in a distant dream far beyond the grasp of my crimson, blood drenched hands.

Unable to advance, shadows of those who have forgotten the fear of darkness spread and creep around, hidden in nights embrace

Empty consciousness I am attracted like a fluttering butterfly to the gentle reflected light by the full moon in its fullest sensation,

Raise this song of love and paint it in a moonlit night for me, Dance with me, until we aren't part of this world any longer, dear, as the sounds melt into silence, structure forms within chains of destiny.

Even if tomorrow were never to come, I couldn't care less, for now, just let me rest my eyes.


By nutbuster
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