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PRINCES OF THE VAMPIRES

Deep daunting eerie emotions

Snares and cruel whispers in the dark

The moon’s faded and her children fade

It’s the Vampires cruel breath

Her throat’s dry

Switching away the galaxy

Spreading her invisible net in the dark

Least the prey escapes

Down the dark path is her day’s target

Through the wind, the winding drunkard

Trembling across the creaking bridge in rain

Alone walking–walking home

It’s still raining–still raining

He’s still breathing–still breathing

Still wondering and breathing–still

Still disturbed and confessing confusions

Inhaling darkening elements

Awareness long lost and being robbed

Across the cheek, the draught’s coming

He’s feeling it, the imminence

A herald to bite and suck

A herald to conceive the unborn yet

He’s staggering, trembling still!

A bleeding conscripted silhouette

It’s the non-believers journey

A golden black eye in the dark

Looking hard, but the way’s broken

Though he’s trying

Won’t they let him exceed home?

Or simply is it the bottle influence?

Had drank enough, but the cup couldn’t pass

Walked enough, but couldn’t stop

The non- believers journey

The new moonlight of life

He swallowed, the bolted size of fear

Trickles of sweat, clots of blood

And the bitterness of dry whiskey

Adding to that, more unrecognized fear

The air’s thick and consumed

He’s not alone

Red glowing eyes teaming up closer from the woods

Step by step, breathing still

Step by step, doubtfully going

And finally ahead heading along, he heard

A rasping voice’s calling

Inhuman in its creaking tone

“Todash–todash, its time you come my love

Come, let’s savoir you up with blood

Here come! Drink this commandment

From your brother’s and sisters reeking throats

Come, join us!”

The unseen voice has spoken and he was down

A naked blood tainted face on top

Stella, the never found

Stella, one who broke his heart

Had disappeared, they’ve said

And more vampires came circling him

Light stamping feet and chanting

The moons dim trapped with dark clouds

Stars are blown and the dark’s doom

He could see all that

Could feel her breast pinning his chest

The voice’s from beneath

“Us, us, for us to drink

Drink your required measure Misses and let us– the same”

He felt the smell of old blood

Saw the red dawning glow of eyes

The deep set jaws of sharp teeth reaching

And her hair thatching across his face

More choking smell

But still he couldn’t resist the eyes

They had their pretty magnetizing fantasy

Of a new home never known

Of an old friend comeback

Reaching to convert a wandering soul

Finally he accepted the eyes

Loved them to their deepest nature

He felt the establishment sinking

Teeth sinking so sweet and gentle

Eyes closed and lost in the maze of the unknown

When he opened them, he was complete

Around they were waiting

He stood and she reached his hand

And all together they marched

Through the thickness of darkness

Valleys of blood and cliffs

Heading to another spoil

Their emperor exceedingly rising!