Vampyre
Her reflection isn’t there
As the superstition goes
Smell of death in the air
Evil from head to toes
She only wants one thing from you
And that she will get
Scream loud and long on your cue
Approaching her you will regret
And as you slowly slip away
Remember her quiet words
“I’ll be gone by the light of day
Justice won’t be heard”
Laughing and smiling
As your blood drips down her chin
“My time has been beguiling,
My ever growing mortal sin”
















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dont think i can help :S
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Mort;[i] Just one of the ancient members of a dying society, CI3...[/i]
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All I hear is silence...
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