The hunger for flesh,
the need to kill,
it tears like mesh,
eat your fill,
a mindless rage,
no control,
it knows no age,
they'll devour you whole,
ripping and tearing,
their hunger no lie,
there is no sharing,
and then you die
A lonely night,
in the mountains so cold,
near endless might,
longing for a lovers hold,
a little girls smile,
lost in death so quick,
the hunt lasts awhile,
wounds to deep to lick,
the search for a friend,
from the same light,
comes to an end,
lost in this lonely night
A bloody kiss,
on a warm summers night,
the gentle hiss,
as lovers hold tight,
the smell of blood,
thick in the air,
the urges flood,
the young maiden so fair,
night closes in,
their dead hearts race,
an embrace of sin,
lost in black lace
When the moon is low,
and the fires bright,
my heart grows,
and the time is right,
the thorns get longer,
and the petals fall,
my world grows stronger,
but the others call,
the night breathes life,
and howls fill the air,
alive with strife,
in the moons endless glare
coldness surounding
vision fades
almost like drowning
waking up in a maze
find your way
out or live trying
this is what it's all about
the true meaning of dying
then fire surrounds you
and you feel the pain
you know your alive
and not just insane
The hunger for flesh,
the need to kill,
it tears like mesh,
eat your fill,
a mindless rage,
no control,
it knows no age,
they'll devour you whole,
ripping and tearing,
their hunger no lie,
there is no sharing,
and then you die
A lonely night,
in the mountains so cold,
near endless might,
longing for a lovers hold,
a little girls smile,
lost in death so quick,
the hunt lasts awhile,
wounds to deep to lick,
the search for a friend,
from the same light,
comes to an end,
lost in this lonely night
A bloody kiss,
on a warm summers night,
the gentle hiss,
as lovers hold tight,
the smell of blood,
thick in the air,
the urges flood,
the young maiden so fair,
night closes in,
their dead hearts race,
an embrace of sin,
lost in black lace
When the moon is low,
and the fires bright,
my heart grows,
and the time is right,
the thorns get longer,
and the petals fall,
my world grows stronger,
but the others call,
the night breathes life,
and howls fill the air,
alive with strife,
in the moons endless glare
Current Residence: Missouri Favourite genre of music: Metal Operating System: Windows Favourite cartoon character: Wile Coyote Personal Quote: Were all victims of our own desires.