Vampire
13 n e e d l e s
Pricking needles in your skin
Watch the metal slide right in
Drawing deep, the vampire drinks
Life away in tubes and trays
Drip, drip, drip
Slipping away... Getting paler day by day
Drip, drip, drip
Fading away... Getting weaker as you pay
The wailing and the lights
Spinning in your mind
The bed is moving by itself
The mirror darkens to a door
The faces appear, getting near
The needles stab... into your veins
The needles stab... into your brain
The needles stab... into your eyes
The needles stab... into your mind
The swirling blood... streaks of white and red
The ghosts are back again!
In shadows and in black
The swirling blood... turning dark, the lights go out again!
Eat the flesh of other beasts
Gain your strength from the feast
Are they needles? Or are they thorns?
Are they spikes? Or are they horns?
Watch the liquid slowly fall
See the bodies slowly crawl
The Devils make the trade
Vampire Weekend
Animal instincts kick in
Preying in the night begins
No beat to a drum dwelling within
Only raging needs, wild in sin
The need to feed tonight
Endangered kind making a change
Consuming handfuls with no shame
These teeth and claws have no range
The need to feed tonight
Glowing eyes see the coming dawn
Once a lively town vanished, gone
The need to feed tonight
Hidden until the moment is right
The need to feed tonight
Hiding Out
Maybe a vampire
Maybe something else
Hiding out
Behind the pillars
For none to see.
Blood at loss
Tired of escape
I am hiding out
Supernatural being.
phlebotomist
PHLEBOTOMIST
The vampire called himself
a phlebotomist.
A healer said of himself
the lobotomist.
The plantkiller termed
himself a botanist.
-saiom shriver-
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George Bernard Shaw: I love little children but I don't cut off their heads
and stick them in vases.
Sathya Sai Baba: Why pluck a flower and hasten her death?
Dead Meat
Dead meat,
Is what you eat.
Nothing alive,
It is not wise.
I don't know the reason,
But I know the cause.
It is rotten, it is corrupted,
And will drive a man mad.
Madness comes from eating brains,
I ain't no cannibal at late.
But eating meat I have to do,
Or certain things I can't see.
Blood is very good,
I have no Vampire mood.
But cruel some call,
What I describe at all.
My mind going ways,
With meat these days.
Demons, Ghoulies and the rest,
Outsiders are a real pest!
Vampire
I never knew I could want something so much
Or someone so strong
As I did you
Sparkling beauty like diamonds in the sun
Light skin and dark eyes
Lovely to behold and dark within
How could I know how this would end
I gave you everything
I grew intoxicated on your kiss
And then
You sucked the life out of me
And left me cold
Vampire
I never had a chance
Untitled, Undiscovered, Unveiled
If I want all the phantoms to vanish,
if I want the undead not to dare
to approach
even stealthily, subtly
to commit my ache feeding and wheedling
I shall keep on creating, from now on--
not more sweetest and new roundelays,
but new bullets of silver
and more aspen stakes.
Since empire is for the vampire,
and for me
only misery.
Baby Vampire (a lullaby)
Lullabuy and goodnight
Baby vampire sleep tight
Later on
When no light
You will wake and take flight
Flying through
The night sky
Victims meet your sweet eye
Landing near
Stalking them
They will take their last breath
They will fight
To no avail
Baby vampire will kill
Then to home till next night
When you'll once again take flight.