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segunda-feira, 26 de agosto de 2013

Vampyresque





The night is still a child
Cold nights are to run wild
Let me drawn you to my lair
Waiting for you to dare
To step inside this darkness.

Hundreds of candles burning
Dozens of mirrors turning
You won’t see my reflection
But you’ll fall into the attraction
Improved over the endless centuries.

My dear you will shiver
When I’ll long to your liver
Feeling the blood in your throat
A bloody bite will make you loath
The touch from someone like me.

You are dizzy not from the wine
But from the spell that’ll make you mine
Let us dance through the night
In the ancient fortress far from the light
Sheltered bats and spiders as pets

Enjoy you lest hours of life
Cutting your hopes like a knife
You won’t get away alive
Taste this cold dive
Leading to your end.

Hear the sound of satin and dust
My eyes sparkle with lust
I am dying for your blood taste
Not a single drop shall I waste
It’s good waiting for the dessert

You are my broom
A prey in my secret room
You would only last a night
For me a delightful sight
Your bloodless corpse in my bed.

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