The Damned



Trails of blood 
run down my arm
I watch, as it
    drips
off my finger tips

Raising bloody nails 
  to my lips
I drink the liquid life
  like sweet liquor
  (addiction’s source)

May the night reign
  terror’s fires ignite
lust of fangs & flesh
  (pure vampiric lust)

I raise my eyes
  meet your dying gaze
sweet sorrow’s passing
  -goodnight my darling 
 -your soul flys with mine
  -tonight!



Blood kisses
  cold lips
I release you now
  to rest in peace
no more to run
  into the sun
Night has fallen
  Shadows come

Lest I should fade
  I’ll take again
blood covered dresses
  wet sticky hair
lust of the dead
  for living fire

Death clings near
  Flee for fear!
loathing of the dead
  By the Damned 

8/15/98



Return to the shadows
of my soul.


All who enter here... die with me.