By: Erik Salazar
Written: Sept. 5th, 2010
Cursed to walk the night alone,
In a sea of faceless clones,
I smell what I can't have,
And that alone makes me a slave.
My eyes locked on you,
Your eyes burning blue,
Your skin so pale and white,
Reflecting in the moonlight.
You're all that I see,
The cure to my disease!
I'm hungry for the Gods,
I'm hungry for the cold black,
I'm hungry for the blood,
I'm hungry for the warm sun,
I’m hungry for you!
I follow you to your dwelling place,
See the ecstasy in your face,
I can feel between your legs,
The blood rushing slowly away.
I can feel you beneath me,
Clutching at my pale flesh,
I can feel your eyes in mine,
As I draw the blood from the wine.
You're all that I see,
The cure to my disease!
I'm hungry for the Gods,
I'm hungry for the cold black,
I'm hungry for the blood,
I'm hungry for the warm sun,
I’m hungry for you!
Blood on my lips, feathery kiss,
An animalistic bliss…
Blood on your lips, feathery kiss,
An animalistic bliss…tonight.
You’re hungry for the Gods,
You’re hungry for the cold black,
You’re hungry for the blood,
You’re hungry for the warm sun,
You’re hungry for me!
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