Dark Is The Night

Dark is the night the full moon illuminates as it hangs      
Metamorphosis of me from human seductress to descending fangs            
Prowling the lush great lands              
In search for the taste of man's virility, bedding him where he stands              
 
Carnal salvation, siphoning the trickling of his blood              
My master I feast upon, the red river of death, draining him in the name of immortal love              
The flesh of your lips feast upon my hungry quells              
Tonguing me, tasting, as you feel              
 
Silent footsteps, unto your grave, raise
From your slumber in the throne of death, my mystic temple praised  
Falling under my spell              
No coins to toss, yet bedazzled by my wet wishing well              

Master, come unto me              
Release me from earthly torment as Heavenly rains beautifully ring              
You cannot deny me, as I make virility bodies succumb, then groans of melodies, they sing