Bleeding Blood

Upon the sharpest  
Hook moon of fright
Answering the call  
Of a newborn night
 
Summoning inside this  
Rusted metal shed
Surrounded by misted  
Red air of dread
 
Remnants of lovers  
From who I just fed
Withered and brittle  
Inside my stained bed
 
See them swirl on my  
Slivered vicious tongue
Flavored screams sung  
To stay forever young
 
Inside my painted  
Bloodroom of doom
Where witchcraft and
Bloodcraft become one
 
Ensnared by my  
Long lifeless hair
Now rejuvenated  
Inside my scarlet lair
 
Flooding the feeding
Truth of youth
All for the love of
 
Bleeding Blood