the lives of many have been lost
all wit a sik unearthly cost
familys morn as blood iz shed
children cry as they lay down for bed
men and creatures alike r dieing
the sky iz dark, sun no longer shineing
weapons lay bloody, swords and daggers
bodys lay slowly decaying, torn and haggard
the smell of death
the sun barely visable setting in the west
the riseing moon shineing bright
casting a pale glow on men and creatures alike
the battle, barely begun iz over
no one has won, the war has proved nothing
and this land now lays empty, happy no more...
vampire blood rolls threw my soul
but vamps are hated, and my blood runs cold
my friends, my family, they don't understand
they put me, and my people down, make me wanna strangle myself wit a fukin rubberband
i suffer, i cry, i juss don't get it
they're not all freaks, who cares if blood, we shed it
i juss wish my fam could see
look deep inside of us and see
see our souls, our dark colored souls
cuz really, down inside our souls are made entirely of gold
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