Vampyric Poem
All is lost in this lonely world.
All I have is a vague memory of what we were,
Together we chanted the soft lullabies
To our weary victims
Wandering the night
Through the streets we terrorized the foolish mortals
The hopeless and faint-hearted
Praying for death, and we answered their plea.
We gave them peace; they gave their blood
And all were satisfied.
Till you became discontent.
You vanished into the night from whence you came.
Leaving behind the only one
who ever could love you.
I lay in broken confusion
So close to the earth I could hear it breathing.
I could no longer sense you near me.
Never again could I to touch your pale skin,
or kiss your tender lips.
Alone I would pass through immortality,
contemplating if I should make another companion to ease my suffering.
Someone who would make forever less of a burden.
But alas, they too will inevitably forsake me. Time passes, and not
even love has the strength to stop Time's course; its will
to change everything and everyone
as it pleases.
We are the Children of Darkness.
Creatures of the Night.
Those damned to go through eternity
with merely their own company
to keep.
All is lost in this lonely world.
All I have is a vague memory of what we were,
Together we chanted the soft lullabies
To our weary victims
Wandering the night
Through the streets we terrorized the foolish mortals
The hopeless and faint-hearted
Praying for death, and we answered their plea.
We gave them peace; they gave their blood
And all were satisfied.
Till you became discontent.
You vanished into the night from whence you came.
Leaving behind the only one
who ever could love you.
I lay in broken confusion
So close to the earth I could hear it breathing.
I could no longer sense you near me.
Never again could I to touch your pale skin,
or kiss your tender lips.
Alone I would pass through immortality,
contemplating if I should make another companion to ease my suffering.
Someone who would make forever less of a burden.
But alas, they too will inevitably forsake me. Time passes, and not
even love has the strength to stop Time's course; its will
to change everything and everyone
as it pleases.
We are the Children of Darkness.
Creatures of the Night.
Those damned to go through eternity
with merely their own company
to keep.
