Vampyre's Song


Like Vampire Family, this is a song.
It's more of a rock song really, hard beats, strong tones.
I continually added onto it. It's also called "Pale Blood."
Poetry © Karen A Vest.



CHORUS
A slice on a wrist
pouring out our
Pale Blood
like champagne
I need your red blood
to make me whole again

Blood is life
says our Maker
our Creator
our brother wolf
sings us a haunting tune
beneath the frigid, silvery moon

Hungry like my brother
with eyes like the wolf
a quick kill
the scent of blood
that gives the thrill
in the shadows of a dark vampyre's moon!!

This is where it originally ended. I've changed it a lot since then though.
These additions are less lyrical and more poetic in a way
In no particular order, here are the additional verses of the song.
This version is different even from that which I've written down.

CHORUS VARIANT
Pouring blood like champagne
Needing red blood to become whole again
A burning inside for you ignites
the blood running red in the moonlight

Dancing and gyrating
a prayer to the dark
a desire for blood
our single life spark

Shadows twist themselves around us
darkness brought to life
they gather round
flocking about and from our minds
wipe away all strife

The thrumming of blood
disgust mingles w' desire
a deep thirst engulfs me
shifting forms
melting shadows
into the cloak of night, into the fire

Blood runs down my throat
life and death united in scarlet fluid
My eyes glint
pools of the soul
reflect the hunger
imprisoned in my heart

Dripping silver moonlight
on the bone white skin
a play of shadows dance across
the "other's" face -
fangs rip through membranes
the body shivering iwth pain and
excitiement throughout the change
the eyes are now the eyes of
a Hunter, a Killer, a Child of
darkness and night
the pale blood in the veins
continues to pound out its need -
The need to be joined with red blood
Blood of our Life
the only desire of the other

Feeding that Pale Blood
like champagne
with your red blood
making us whole again...





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© Clearsong / The Anointed. 12 May 1999
It's a poem. *goes slowly so you understand*