REQUIEM OF A VAMPIRE Long grey twilights start to stir This autumn evening sky……… Trade the graves of those who live —With those who never die. Music of the night begin!! Ascend horizons stair Voice of moon’s assembled choir Recite the gothic prayer. From salted sanctity I rise To stretch my sticky wings HOWLING, sanctuary cries For mortal offerings. Awakened by my hunger Grant too my daily bread I rise from living hell in flight Demanding to be fed. With secrets safely tucked inside I venture toward that calling That haunts my waking hunger With pangs of guilt I fly. Who will be enticed tonight Tragic moment. Weakness. Crying out to life for love Descending like a holy dove I CONSUME what passion’s of. But the neck is not where puncture-wound Repletes my souls supply It’s at the heart life’s blood is sweet And there I satisfy. The sun has settled silent now Hard workers—get to sleep And waste your fear in nightmares While all your dreams I keep.
