His darkest swoop down upon than a blink of an eye.
A heart still as the wind upon life under the blood moon,
He is not real, your mind screams as his fangs bites into your neck.
A sigh of breathe is let out as he feast upon what he seeks from you.
Afterwards he is gone.
Like the night he is dark and erased by the rising of the sun.
An immortal soul that cares nothing more to drink of living blood, he is.
Winds of upon the city speak of awakening danger as the sun begins to set again.
Do you dare to walk out upon the night?
Where he will be coming out too wander upon life like a predator upon all his endless bounty or prey.
Blood
Blood
He will need more blood upon each night rising upon life.
For upon tonight, he will not be only…
People of the Dark will be hunting with him tonight.
Their need of blood flowing like the wind of life that lets them soars high above us.
Dark friends may or may not have any true loyalty or allegiance to life,
Yet they will obey the Dark One.
They eerie cries of upon the night is like screaming hawk.
Their souls have foundation of emotion.
Their minds longing desire one fatal kiss upon you,
A kiss that will link you life into his
Or
A kiss will surrender your life into the darkness of death forever free of walking within the gentle winds of life ever again.
Only desire he has is the power of giving death or immortality, if so choose you.
He that is proclaiming Dark One is the Chosen leader to lead the undead into the life of the living.
He will one day give new meaning to death walking upon life and overthrow those, who would dare to hunt and kill his followers.
Blood of Night begins to flow from the cold dead veins of him, who the Dark One is living upon living blood.
Hear his cries upon the howling winds of tomorrow.
Run and hide.
For tonight he hunts again,
Shall it be you, who is he claims to feast upon?
Drop by drop of blood, he shall feast upon tonight.
Blood flows.
Blood now claim as his.
A body sighs as the last breathe this life takes fades from life into darkness of death.
Blood of Night has feast upon another living prey.
Now all is left…
He that takes off into the darken sky soaring in freedom as the blood moon welcome death once again upon life.
©2008 Firestar
