When clouds part, night shows through
and I can be but a moment closer to you
we call through the night, in search of blood
some fall to the inconsequential call of love
others chose solace when no one is near
we may be different, but only together may we quench the thirst
so may others join me at my table, let us drink to good health
Death is but a door to those with the key
Life holds no meaning to me
So in the pale moonlight
With a single word and a single bite
Blood was shed
and a Vampire was made
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