Immortals Poem by Zexion Organization XIII

From the darkness they emerge
to feed the hunger that haunts them so...
They feel the blood that throught your veins do surge

Most of your blood they will purge
and from your body the heat will flow...
From the darkness they emerge

They clutch at the darkness while the souls submerge,
traveling farther than your body would go...
They feel the blood that throught your veins do surge

Your essence to theirs will merge
and the last sounds you hear is the sound of a crow...
From the darkness they emerge

The sould from your body will diverge
identified only by the tag on your toe...
They feel the blood that throught your veins do surge

The darkness to your body will converge
not knowing if the sun will show...
From the darkness they emerge
They feel the blood that through your veins do surge...